Dear Owls

It is well known that those who do not trust themselves never trust others.

i’ve finally learned to befriend myself, now i’m not as lonely

Sometimes the people around you won’t understand your journey. They don’t need to. It’s not for them.

I was happy but happy is an adult word. You don’t have to ask a child about happy, you see it. They are or they are not. Adults talk about being happy because largely they are not. Talking about it is the same as trying to catch the wind. Much easier to let it blow all over you.

I’ve reinvented myself once. And I can do it again.

You say you have no courage, but I see it in you.

It seems that dreams are the work not of mind but of desire, not of the head but of the heart…

Australian: making my way down town

A tongue has no bones but it can break a heart.

From 18 to 22 you meet a lot of temporary people.