i guess you could say you’re untouchable.

a reflection from the old me.

Photo by Kritika Hasija on Unsplash

whenever i’m worried that nothing i dream of will work out for me, i remind my brain that it’s okay to be scared and proceed anyway. i make it a point to remind myself that there’s enough to go around. in fact, there’s more than enough. there’s a surplus. a plethora. an abundance. and i think, despite knowing that there’s no shortage of resources to transform my…