#choosing purpose

[burning-beneath]

When the Sand Keeps Slipping

There comes a moment when exhaustion speaks louder than hope. Not the kind of tired that sleep can fix, but a deeper fatigue, the kind that settles quietly inside after chasing something for far too long. After reaching forward again and again, only to feel the same thing happen every time. Like holding sand in the palm of my hand. No matter how tightly my fingers close around it, the grains…

When the Sand Keeps Slipping