My heart is aching for people I have never met.
Still I’m battling my own insecurities.
And I’m trying to navigate this wasted world because I know that there is still something.
Connecting all of us.
Digging deeper than every broken hearted fear and rooting with love even in the darkest corners of society.
All it takes is a seed to be spread by the wind and we will all bloom when spring arrives.