A short story about someone who takes and never gives, never able to be satisfied — I let the water linger on my skin, watching it bead up and drip down my arm. How gentle it touches, how short a time it stays in one place. Unlike you. Always rough, always overstaying your welcome. But I’m too nice to ask you to leave. Because I’m afraid…

A short story about the hurt of watching your past love move on — I let the rain wash away my tears, wishing it could wash all of me away. Do you remember how much I loved the rain? Is that what you’re thinking of now: my face alight as we set out candles with the power out, sitting at the dining room table…

Gentleness, artistry, and staying present — For me, June feels like a restart. The last few months were turbulent, having had unexpected financial pitfalls. Now that I have a moment to breathe a sigh of relief, I want to refocus. I’m not the best at setting goals nor am I good at sticking to a routine…

What we all need more of — Not all flowers bloom at the same time. They’re supposed to, but nature is unpredictable. That’s what makes it beautiful. Nature takes its time. The flowers will sprout, but not before they’re ready. No matter the length of time, be patient. It’s what’s needed in this time of hastiness. And…

Tame your restless mind — One moment to yourself is all it takes. You try to focus on your breathing, the words of the book in your hands, anything but that embarrassing thing you said. Or that client who fired you. Or that potential suitor who ghosted. Before you know it, you’ve read the same…