Butterflies and Hurricanes

Sometimes when I sit completely alone, an overwhelming sense of being on my own engulfs me. I am living my own life, on my own terms, doing the things I always wanted to do. I feel so free, like my chest would cave in. I want to do so many…

Yesterday night I saw a beautiful, beautiful dream. The story unravelled as if it was a movie. I was on the phone with someone, and frantically trying to catch a bus. Once I was in it, the bus started travelling through these mountains, half green with forests and half white…