At the end of winter, the flowers bloom.
At the end of a rainstorm, the clouds part.
At the end of night, the dawn breaks.
At the end of grief, hope is reborn.
At the end of winter, the flowers bloom.
At the end of a rainstorm, the clouds part.
At the end of night, the dawn breaks.
At the end of grief, hope is reborn.
I am a programmer and writer. I work as a Senior Software Engineer at Mangomint. Join me as I explore the place where technology and feelings intersect. I write poetry, fiction, and observations of the world around us.