When we find meaning of what we missed.
Author Archives: Blues without Clues
Unchosen
I wasn’t hard to love – it was just easy to leave me.
Prologue: Paradise Dream
The loud noise of my alarm starts ringing. I can feel blood rapidly running through my veins, waking up every part of my body. I opened my eyes, closing the curtains of my dreamland. I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping it will bring my back to the world I have created while I was asleep.ContinueContinue reading “Prologue: Paradise Dream”
