I write because I read. I read because I write.
For some reasons, a year ending has never made me reflective. I always feel like my heart is sprinkled with pastel joy from December until the first few days of January. It is the time of rest, no, not really. It is the time of doing and travelling a lot, but not for salary, but… Continue reading find me inside this hodgepodge: a haibun
Your laughter has freedom spirits that jail my demons inside. — 06.05.2016 ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer Photo credit: Unsplash
To forget the first isn't easy yet it isn't impossible entirely, hence it's called 'first' not 'only'. — 04.11.2016 ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer Photo credit: Unsplash
A Reading Writer 