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Rebellious Sense of Peace

When the phrase “rebellious sense of peace” first popped in my head, I was sitting on my bathroom floor, tears streaming down my face, scared out of my mind. You know those moments when you allow your mind to stray too far and you start to notice the countless unknowns floating around in the universe,…

Home

I sense home. I can’t explain how to get there or how to stay there, but when I just happen upon it I know I’m safe. The natural order of things fills me with a peaceful bliss and showers me with relief. Like I can release the breath I have been holding in and finally…