Welcome to the Forest

Hello,

Thank you so much for joining me on this journey of life.

I cannot wait to see where this blog goes and how I grow over time. One thing you may not know about me is that this is actually my second blog.

I had another one I ran through my first few years of high school that has been lost to the archive of time(I deleted it).

But in recent months I have been looking back on that time and I missed having the space to write and talk about my thoughts and foster a community of like-minded individuals.

So here I am. Again.

I am not sure what this will look like in 5 years, or heck even a month from now. But I know for now I want it to be a palace for people to get lost in thoughts.

I want to share my experiences and build a community of people who can relate to the characters or stories.

I want to explore niche history topics and go on a journey of learning when the first door was invented.

I want to learn hobbies that only 2 people have heard of and take time to explore and share the unique crafts with all of you.

I want to get lost in thought. And I hope you will join me in doing so.

So once again, thank you for joining me and being a part of it.

Happy learning,

Hailey <3

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December Poetry Collection

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November Poetry

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