Centered, a Centered Self was the first title I tried. Worldly, together, not too sanctimonious. Maybe true, in my room of instruments, the tapestry and swirls of incense. Brands of laid back peace and all truth told, I roll a beautiful joint. Trust in the meaning I make from the smoke. Your skin IS too … Continue reading An Edited Self
I'm not sure if coincidences are special of if I just don't talk to enough strangers to know if they're common.
Exploring the moments and tools we all use to become ourselves.
How many times will be beards be declared over?