Lately, I’ve realised that living for yourself is great but living for others is blissful. Sometimes while protecting your people, you protect your happiness too. I speak differently in the world of chaos, maybe I’m just a homely girl looking for a home. When the sky turns red my soul screams heaven and yet here again I’m speaking of the things I love. But even when I don’t write this my devotion won’t get over it. There is we in me these days as I’m more about folk. Quality moments with them is all I crave, and I know I am being rude but I will say there is nobody who can feel like me. When it comes to my people.