I get so busy pleasing others, being who I think they want me to be, that I simply forget to be me. I need to remember to find grounding. I need to remember to return to self. I need to remember that I am worth knowing. I need to remember that I am a unique and loving indivi...
an archipelago six hundred miles off the coast of Ecuador.” He rapped his knuckles on a firebox surmounted by a cylindrical boiler. Affixed to the curving walls, the attendant iron pipes pursued a loop apparently meant to supply the vivarium with steam heat. “Thanks to our furnace, these ...
wondering what to do next, when suddenly a footman in livery came run- ning out of the wood—(she considered him to be a footman because he was in livery : other- wise, judging by his face only, she would have called him a fish)—and rapped loudly at the door with his knuckles. ...
wondering what to do next, when suddenly a footman in livery came run- ning out of the wood—(she considered him to be a footman because he was in livery : other- wise, judging by his face only, she would have called him a fish)—and rapped loudly at the door with his knuckles. ...