Being Sharon; finding Shyamni…
5. /Free/ Alfama, Portugal It smells of sweat and gelato baked together in midday Lisboa summer sun in here. There’s a stickiness to every surface that probably hasn’t been scrapped off since the last decade but I’m too hot and bothered to care. I plop down next to a window and semi-hang out of it... Continue Reading →
I think..no I believe there is this unconscious link between your aspirations and the Universe. Sometimes we just haven't made our minds up to what we want however the Universe knows exactly what it is that your little heart would desire down the track. Thus it begins preparing you wayyy before you actually can articulate... Continue Reading →
