We’ve all seen the signs: the ones on the bathroom doors you can’t mistake. This one for Heifers and that one for Bulls or the ever-present stick figure with or without a skirt. They’re symbols anyone can look at and understand, no matter the nationality or age. Without words, we can still communicate effectively withContinue reading “Symbols and Metaphors: The Universal Language”
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Erasure
I saw you for the first time the other day – from the corner of my eye. So I’m not crazy – or am I? I couldn’t see you before because you lived behind my eyes but lately, I’ve been catching glimpses of you. Why can I see you only now if you’ve been hidingContinue reading “Erasure”
This House
I stole this from my other blog.
