The Architect of My Dreams.
I close my eyes and the first sound that comes to mind is not the traffic of present-day Caracas—which now lies miles away—but the rhythmic clang of a trowel against the concrete…
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If time were a thread: The December I would change to save a life.
The question posed to us by the Silver Bloggers community this week has struck me like a distant yet persistent echo. Would you like to be able to relive moments from your past…
Why has my heart always stayed positive?
There was something magnetic about the sound of chalk scraping against the green blackboard. Whilst other children saw algebra as a maze of obstacles or a dead language designed…
Beyond the gaze.
Taking part in the Silver Bloggers’ this week’s challenge has taken me on a journey through time, but my journey is not the same as most people’s. Whilst many recall the colour…
How the abyss became my law school
We often talk about the ‘comfort zone’ as that physical or emotional space where we feel safe, but we rarely stop to think about what happens when that zone not only disappears…
SB Chronicles prompt #37- Leaving out of comfort zone and embracing self worth.
Greetings my lovely friends at #silverbloggers community. How are we all doing and am glad to to participate in this week's prompt. It's a very interesting topic, immediately I…
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