The World Inside My Head

There are times when our minds wander around to places where we are allowed to be free. The fact that our minds are like the museum of memories, both fictional and those of reality, all hanging on the walls of our existence. I exists as a story unfolding, but within me are stories only I know of. Here's a glimpse of what it's like when my reality collides with my imagination. A collection of cathartic expression of unsaid emotions and peace. A glimpse of my views. See the world through my lenses.