This past weekend I was forced to stay home after getting sick. A major onslaught of FOMO ensued, but I knew the rest was good and necessary.
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In Parallel
A short poem about the duality of grief and gratitude.
Streets of Mumbai
Being brave and strong doesn’t mean there is a complete absence of sadness, or even fear. It’s just continuing to put one foot in front of the other even when your soul is being crushed by the weight of your circumstances.