Posted inStream of Waffleness
Finding peace where sadness sits
Everything around me feels half-broken, half-becoming, but for once I’m not collapsing with it—I’m learning to sit beside the chaos.
Posted inStream of Waffleness
He’s moving, I’m floating
Watching Sal rebuild after grief made my stalled life feel louder; sometimes other people’s courage exposes the excuses we decorate.