Why?

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A picture of my muse because she was flawed and still dared to paint it.

 

Why am I so damn scared of change?

It’s all I have spoken about for the past couple of years, and yet much to my own immense dissatisfaction, I have become one of those ‘all talk, no action’ kind of gals. And while I wallow in this inability to move forward, I watch people around me switch gears and adjust like it ain’t no thang. Well, I know it’s harder than what it looks, but the fact remains that most people realise that it’s not so hard to just try. Read more ›