Lost in a Sea of Reservation. {poetry}
Do compounds and verbs melt into a runny sea of ambiguity? Are fragments of reels and jabs of jaunty whim unsaid the whispering voices in our heads?
Browsing Tag:
confused
Let Go of Your Checklist, Let Love Find You.
Tall doesn’t equate to trust. Charming doesn’t equate to honest. A good job doesn’t equate to a good life. All of these things sound great in theory, but I’ve learned that the more I know, the less I realize I actually know.