The louder I am, the quieter, I have gotten.
The more, I have to say. The less, I find, to say.
Odd.
I am.
How odd.
oddly saying less,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: I find this piece, odd. Deliciously so! How odd? So what? Why can’t I be odd? I can. So can you. The point, of the piece, of life, of this moment, is to BE. In, the moment. IN THE MOMENT!
Who cares who think it’s odd? Why can’t you be odd?! Be. Who you are. Unapologetically.
And the people said:
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
- THE HAND FROM HEAVEN ✋🏾☁️🧻🤣
- COME SIT AT MY TABLE 🪑❤️🩹
- BELOVEDS, YOU CAN HAVE MY FLOWERS. I DON’T NEED THEM ANYMORE.
- Forgive them, Cassandra, God said to me
- Still In Love
Why Can't I Be Loud?! 