As the ASMR Storyteller, I explore the tragic beauty of the world and reflect upon moments of my life.
There are stories that separate us. Stories that unite us. Those we carry with us, and some we leave behind. Stories that define us. And the way we tell them changes, as do we. Its how we come to understand the world
But they do not belong to us. I hold onto them as they fade from memory,
and in time, will be lost forever. Its a soft melancholy, such a sweet sorrow.
So close your eyes, breathe, forget the world around you… and stay a while.