How many conversations-
Words of love, words of hate, words of happiness and fear have been shared?
Tranquility engulfs the room now. Without active participants there is no reason.
I find myself drawn to it, drawn to the what if.
It’s so perfect without us- I can’t bear to think of the damage we might cause.
Better to be left a photograph than disturbed by human nature.
A new writing prompt I am working on…
If you could spend thirty minutes sitting there with anyone in the world who would it be and why?
-Photography By Alysia
Experience it.
I don’t think we do that enough.
Value enforcement-
Expression must be allowed-
Blank don’t kill me vibe.
Sometimes you just need to get words, thoughts, ideas, characters and emotions down before they are gone forever.
There will always be time to go back but only if there’s something to go back to.
I have been having issues sitting down to write but the last couple of days have been motivating.
It’s not dark- there are people and lights everywhere. It’s so cold, the type of chill that gets into your bones and takes hold.
She is screaming at the top of her lungs. No one pays attention as they walk by. Unfortunately for her, she has no idea the yelling has made her beyond comprehension.
No one even looks, afraid of what might happen if eye contact is made. They don’t know, that’s all she longs for, a human connection.
Both hope that she will just collapse out of exhaustion. It won’t be long now, she can’t possibly carry on, can she?
Put us out of our misery, all of us.
Please.
I saw this while I was looking for a good Monday Motivation quote and was immediately drawn to it. I am not where the design came from but it’s great.
HIKE. BIKE. DRINK.
College Level Drinking, Elementary Level Writing
A Poet's Journey by Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
An introvert's guide to the human experience
Literary.Land.of.Alysia 