• Art and Paintings,  Memories,  Writing

    pushing twenty

    lying in bed watching the clock tick slowly back to the start of a new day . my heart palpitating as if something is going to change . as if my whole world will flip upside down when really nothing will change but the number of years i have lived . ten . the letter to myself is finished for me to read at thirty and i couldn't be more afraid of what is to come . nine . my heart beats loudly of the fear of change not wanting to let go of an entire childhood and the memories i've made . eight . here i am now trying…

  • Writing

    the process of conquering your fears – step two

    the one fear that i always have had is, change. one huge thing i’ve struggled with for a long time and will probably always have trouble with. there’s been a lot of changes this past year already in my life and changing up samsta is just one of them. this has always been a big goal of mine once i started this blog a couple years ago. the only problem i had with it was, what if something went wrong? what if it didn’t work out? what if samsta would just become one of those blogs where only one person comes to look at it… and it’s just me. a lot of what-ifs…