Growing up, I always believed I had a pretty big imagination. I dreamed big. I dreamed small. I dreamed here. I dreamed there. I dreamed. I had so much to dream about, I couldn’t just do it at night. I dreamed all throughout the day as well. My imagination was full of things to dream Read more

Usually I don’t write stories for blogs. But lately I have felt that the best way I can explain my feelings (and perhaps the resulting actions) is to express it through an imaginative story. It’s a (very) short story, consisting of only one scene, but it seems to covey an entire array of thoughts I Read more

I have a confession to make. And yeah I know what you’re thinking: Kyndra, aren’t all you blogs a confession of some sort. Yes, dear reader, they are, but this one is an bigger confession, one that affects most of the ones before it. But don’t freak out. All the previous confessions and revelations are still Read more