Nothing Ventured, Nothing Gained.

rhoda anne young
4 min readNov 6, 2023

Is this the demise of my Visual Journal?

Photo of visual journal page by Rhoda Anne young

Toward the end of 2022, I felt a familiar fog growing in my head. Its not my first incident of brain fog. This time it was spurred on by some almost fatal allergies and the inclement weather. Along with some assistance from the turbulence of particular parts of society that had dwelled, lurking in the darkness, since covid broke out.

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rhoda anne young

A R.A.Y of Hope amidst a Sea of Cerebral Turbulence! An enigmatic rose, forever graceful, forever young, forever learning. Fiction, Poetry, Art, Culture & Life