The shadowsof yesterday theyhappen quietly on our mindsas they do our faces. Like the rising&setting of the sun Arrivingwithout judgementlike seasons. @loisfay
When did timebecome that thing we allowedto micro managethe many liveswe seeminglylive in a day. Tick! Waking.Tock? Eating. Tick! Commuting.Tock? Schooling. Tick! Working.Tock? Paying. Til one day; you turnyour calendar self off&sleep in like its Saturdayfor a month. Eating only when hungry. While drinking coffeeat midnight as you write. Because tomorrowsa Saturday. @loisfay
Inaudible wordstumble forth and breathethemselvesinto a short story with the potentialto becomethe tallest tale in the room. @loisfay
Studentof life be comethe change. Rewireyour brain to dowhatyou love. Til it lovesyou back. @loisfay Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.
Do not fear saying too muchorfeeling too deeply. Be vulnerablein desensitizedplaces and spaces. Let people knowwhat theymean to you in thosebreathtakinglyvulnerable moments. @loisfay Dundarave, West Vancouver
Gatherthe pricelessin your mind. Gatherthe thingsyou cannotfind or buyat an auction. Likelaughterand stories. To bereplayed on thebacks ofyour eyelids late at night. @loisfay
Gazing in the mirror. That's right sister. Today,we're putting one footin front of the other. Because rent is dueon something somewhere.Whether it's paymentof coin, time or energy. Today,we take accountabilityand check our balance. Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.
She walksinto theevening sky gatheringstar light&moon light to illuminatethe pathsof livesshe has lived. Cypress Lookout North Vancouver Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.
She needed storiesas much as the pagesof a book needed her. To escape. In a quiet cornershe read cover to coverloving & hating characters. To connect. Yes, sure she tried different scenarios onwhen storylines lingered. Long after the last page. Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.
Old me lies in themetamorphosis stage.Of growing herwounds to wisdom. While the new meis working out whatneeds working out. Before spreadingmy f r a g i l e wings. To winds in worldsthat so desperatelywant validation. Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.