It

I gave it my time, it gave me money.

Progress

My words were the proof that I could use my voice to make a series of specific sound patterns.

Everyone praised them for cleaning it up, but where did all the dirt go?

Every time someone said, “I like your shoes”, the boy smiled.

Fear does a great job of being present.

I am who you do not know.

You can not get where you do not go.

This is a story about two lemons.

The apple tree originated in Central Asia.

It was just a box until my thoughts went in it.