Like a Phoenix I rise. Unshackled, I now fly. Fearless with Faith. I dance with Grace. Lips, Eyes, a knowing smile. You know me Not. But I do. A Phoenix I am.
Life piles up so fast that I have no time to write out the equally fast rising mound of reflections. – Virginia Woolf
Writing slump. Life taking over. Getting lost. Finding my way back.
I’m currently on a trip I wasn’t prepared to make. Left Manila in a rush. Flight bookings were made in the morning. Flew out in the evening. Crossed over seven thousand miles to be with a loved one. Now in LA. I hate cancer. It comes worse than a thief in the night. It just…