Sometimes the traditional approach just doesn’t cut it. Fortunately, there are many possible paths toward self-truth.
~ It’s a simple fact: 4:30 a.m. is the sort of hour where you suddenly wake up, regretting your entire life. Is it the darkness, the eerie void, and the quiet that make one feel so uneasy and alone?
The birds are all still peacefully asleep, their beaks and sweet faces tucked snugly in their feathers. How I envy them!
Outside my window, the waning moon lights the way clearly yet reveals none of its secrets. Will I be alright?