If there’s one thing that’s become apparent, it’s this: I know nothing.
I am the disappearing girl.
These are my musings on the journey home.
The words used are mere conventions, meant to represent something that is not tangible. In other words, your mind is no good here. Feel everything.
Come to what you read here with an open mind.
As always, everything is up for discussion, so I’d love to hear from you.