𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗼𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀

When the rains relentlessly pour, it can leave us in a slow and sometimes measured pace throughout our day. The grey usually summons melancholy. Holding it by the hand and sitting in quiet, I get into my heartstrings for some introspection.

I put on my indie playlist, closed my eyes, waited, and listened for the words or feelings to come and speak to me. It’s quite a gentle exercise leaving me open to what is and what comes…