In the depth of the ocean, one cannot feel the air.
In a tunnel - one has to walk tirelessly until they find the light. And in a dream, one can reach a million possibilities, but when they wake - those all fade off into the unknown. Life is a game of seesaw, an ebb and flow, a balancing act. A circus. A riot. A love story. We learn - so we can forget. We forget - so we rebirth. We rebirth - so we love. We love - so we lose. We lose - so we gain appreciation. The cycle continues, like the moon when she graces us every month. Like a woman's body when it shivers in preparation.
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AuthorIn April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling. Categories
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