The site of Silas Faye. He loves brunch and has a lot of thoughts
I wake up to an open door I thought I closed it before going to bed. A grown man, and I’m still scared of monsters. I still believe in them. They may come from the closest sources The mind, The heart, The soul. They lie inside waiting to strike. To steal the joys of life… Continue reading I Close the Door
Let the water strike my head. With its warm soothing touch, I find myself in pause. A hug of something nurturing, like the hug from a loved one. For those few minutes, there's rest. Neither fear nor stress. Just a breath. The grounding sense of the present, and not the drowning pool of worries. I… Continue reading I Find Myself In The Shower.
