and never lie to anyone about anything. especially yourself telling the truth is being an honest friend if it is not appropriate in the moment

I was looking back at some old work of mine, various different things over a roughly 15 year period. This was not planned it just

There is always this need to get somewhere and fix something. Why is everything always broken? Are things actually broken or is it just your

I just had a conversation with a friend and it left me pondering and I do enjoy a lovely ponder. I’m sitting here in

Peace is acceptance of the present moment