What’s a lie you tell yourself?
Write a short story or poem about rain.
Purple skirts a twirl. On pretty ballerinas, Dancing in the wind.
Lost between the rocks, And yet, far from forgotten. Grow strong little one.
Colours flood the sky, Tendrils of dreams drift away. A new day begins.
One frangipani, Beneath the weak Winter sun. Sparkles and shimmers.
Fast, fleeting, and more Than ephemeral beauty. Dewdrop diamond dust.
Stoic sentinels, Bare lava from ancient times. Repurposed nature.
volvereespresso! I am not a connoisseur, But it was so good.
As the year begins, Embrace the joy of life, and Behold its wonder. May your skies be…