Category: musings
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this white dress feeling
There’s this “white dress feeling.” Not a bridal one. But one that evokes an image of an enchanted forest. Walking barefoot through a bubbling brook. White dress flowing around my ankles. Wind creating curly wisps around my braided hair. Sun shining on my skin and illuminating my spirit. This white dress feeling sparks creativity. It…
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catch me if you can
Rest is often illusive for me. Each summer, I sprint towards relaxation while simultaneously shoving myself away in an internal dispute over ‘taking it easy.’ I feel I need to work for it. As if rest is an earned prize that can only be redeemed in the evening hours of a productive day. At times,…
sincerely swaim 