This Is My Voice. There Are Many

Don't Let Your Luggage Define Your Travels, Each Life Unravels Differently.

I Make A Good Living Doing What I Do.

I Have Loved This Life. I Smile Because I Have Tiny Dreams That Play Hopscotch At The Corners Of My Mouth. And Every Time I Breathe They Float, Every Time I Laugh, They Fly Kites.

If You Think For One Second No One Knows What You've Been Going Through; Be Accepting Of The Fact That You Are Wrong, That The Long Drawn And Heavy Breaths Of Despair Have At Times Been Felt By Everyone - That Pain Is Part Of The Human Condition And That Alone Makes You A Legion.

Our Lives Will Only Ever Always Continue To Be A Balancing Act That Has Less To Do With Pain And More To Do With Beauty.