am I great yet?
“Greatness isn’t handed to you!” she urged from the stage, as she addressed a room full of self-proclaimed future billionaires. One thousand of them.
I saw only a clip of her talk,
troops of tiny ants
Tummy down on a yoga mat, my nose is six inches from a deep crack in the cement. At the same time, I’m gazing from a great height through the airplane window
the Mona Lisa eyes of Mr. Rock
I’ve started attending a Pilates class on Mondays.
It’s held in a studio with walls made entirely of glass. In keeping with the massiveness of my gym, there’s a mural
sounds from the second floor
My room is on the second floor of the hotel I’ve been living in for almost six years. I often get up in the middle of the night (it’s 3:30
lost in the crafting of sentences
My voice was lost for so long, but now I’m remembering how much I love to write. I’m enjoying getting lost in crafting sentences - I don’t even care that