Empaths -- we are the chameleons of emotion.
Another tin man, hesitant, with a missing ticker
Fill it all up with holes, and the void gets thicker
It is almost as if there is some presence or force that is within, that is somehow also missing and without. It is quite peculiar. And quite usual.
...the windows were down, the air was still pure and refreshed from the night, crisp and pleasant to feel and breathe.
Once upon a time...I have never been good at telling stories! I don't particularly like talking about myself. I watch people get bored and fade out about three sentences in. I tend to see events in chronological order with details of occurrence, rather than with overarching thematic elements and character development. When I am around... Continue Reading →