One thing at a time.
One thing at a time.
Who the hell am I?
Introversion is not a mental illness.
You aren’t alone.
Just hold on.
I may not always have joy, but I’ll always have gratitude.
This virus cares nothing about your moral imperative.
Sometimes I feel like giving up.
You never know when someone will take your outstretched hand.
I could never live in one of those housing developments where all the houses look exactly the same.
The View from a Drawbridge 