The word 'home' can be defined for someone in as many ways as there reasons that people have sex. It means different things to different people at different times. Home is a universal human commodity, and one possessing such common foundation for people that we pay extra attention to classify those who don't have a… Continue reading Thoughts on home
Author: The Author
One day you will remember…
The knowledge that they're gone. And it's your fault. The understanding that they're not just gone from you, but happy to leave. To know that your time spent together eventually became the symbol of a springboard, you; the starting blocks of a headlong sprint. Away. As fast as possible. To know your shared memories will be… Continue reading Walking away.
Woolf, on writing
"... there is the dictionary; there at our disposal are some half-a-million words all in alphabetical order. But can we use them? No, because words do not live in dictionaries, they live in the mind. Look once more at the dictionary. There beyond a doubt lie plays more splendid than Antony and Cleopatra; poems… Continue reading Woolf, on writing