The Joy of Rereading.

• Rereading is like coming home after a tiring, trying day to curl up by your favourite spot, doing nothing but watching a cascade of blanketed layers of rain patter down on everything that dares turn its nose up at the greying-at-the-edges clouds (old, but pregnant with purpose) as the downpour brightens everything up with …

Today, I will not

today, i will not have myself do things i don't want to dotoday, i will not berate myself for doing something i did not fully think throughtoday, i will skip making the pro-con and grab the chance before a piece of paper makes it too late for me totoday i will not hesitate to approach …