Pale and transparent, you can observe the world through her thinning sense of self. Time is a meaningless device she uses to give herself a feeling of having accomplished something meaningful. The smoke from a hundred candles, bright souls of the shunned, floats past her face in an effort to get her attention. Her eyes are on herself in a last ditch effort to give herself substance and weight but she is blind.
Dare to live intentionally, creatively, and authentically