Natural
It’s always there, wherever you look. It’s in and around us. And still, somehow, we don’t feel part of it. Like a son rejecting their parents, is this step required for us to come to terms with where we come from and what allows us to live?
It’s always there, wherever you look. It’s in and around us. And still, somehow, we don’t feel part of it. Like a son rejecting their parents, is this step required for us to come to terms with where we come from and what allows us to live?
