“I do not elaborate webs of fictitious dreams ; I embroider ethereal blankets of life with captivating realities…”



This Very Moment


Drops of hope dripped from my open wounds while Father Time was clutching each breath I took. Searching and searching for years for something real without any luck; as darkness impaired my vision and fatigue halted my footsteps, you caught me before I hit the ground. Your presence illuminated my dark paths and colored the black and white life I once called home. Who would have thought that you would be here by my side…. This very moment…

Inspiration: A change of company.