I seem to be stuck in a loop of constant relocation and reset. Falling down a rabbit hole of sameness, living the same different day over and over again. I never know what's coming, but I know I won't

At the time, I was sitting down. I wasn't sure what I was seeing, or quite what it was making me feel. And as for the seeing, it wasn't really....seeing. It was more of....knowing. Realising. With all

There was a moment when I realized that things were going to be very different. I was sitting in class at school, more comfortable in my own skin that I had been in months, but I was stuck in a state of

Ten. I heard the word echo through my brain, as if a shadow had just crossed another, darkening the grey clouds of thought. Nine. I must be going crazy. Hearing numbers in my head. But I couldn't seem

I feel so oddly infinite But also so inversely infinite. Sitting. Watching. Listening. Feeling. Absorbing. Feeling the state of the air And the waves of sound colliding. I want to learn the world. To feel

Do you ever wonder what would happen if we realized that we can do anything? That nothing is in our way from becoming superstars, or traveling the world. Our lives are our own, and often people forget

January was beautiful. She was unlike anyone I had ever met. She had the palest white hair, and deep caramel skin. She always felt like that moment when you first see that snow is falling, and seeing her

Hi! I am Xenia Vionnet and I am new to steemit. I live in the suburbs of Texas and I am here mainly to share my art, poetry, and photography. I love music, musical theatre, art, aesthetics, and I am a