Late Summer Rain

It’s not the same. To compare, this would be the ghost of what was. We hold onto the past in this desperate hope that something will culminate from the abandons from within ourselves, despite the tide of realization that crashes in the corners of our minds. It is constant—reminding us of how this is going […]

Magic!

This completely magical moment just happened! I was reading this utterly sweet, summer type story called “Late Summer Rain” which I am enjoying because it’s so darn cute and the kind of thing I want to read on a Friday night. The chapter I was reading was called “Red Strawberry Swirls” and I was listening […]