Weeks have turned into months, flying by right before my eyes. And I desperately and frantically wave my arms in attempt to grab time and make it slow down, to stay a while so that I can embrace now. How is it already the end of 2015?
This week, I have begun my "End of the year" reflections. It's been a season of all kinds of dichotomies and deserves a good chunk of time to processing through.
This weekend, I look forward to quality time (the best kind of time) with friends and family, celebration of my grandmother's birthday, calligraphy practice, and a fresh [hair] cut.