Within Our Minds blog section

I expected that, when my eyes met the eyes that only exist in my university building, when those eyes became familiar, when those eyes...

I keep going around in circles... Or maybe its an oval. Why is that? Every time I walk away and go straight with my head down - fighting...

Were you a trigger or a glimmer? I wondered at first if my reaction towards you was a reminder of the past Or maybe it was a desire for...