It's not because the threat of COVID19 It's not because I'm a natural hermit, a homebody I'm not unable It's not like I don't know how It's because I'm frozen. I'm stuck inside trapped I don't know how to escape from the maze of my own mind my own brain is working against my own... Continue Reading →
Lost & Found
How can one be both at the same time? Given my current situation, I'd say, it is quite possible. I keep cycling back. It’s like I’m stuck in some kind of time loop. I created a new draft to post, but I realized I’ve been a bit redundant. I’ve been in the same set of... Continue Reading →
Dear World, pt 2
I have two choices: to live fearfully or to live fearlessly. To cruise through life letting my days fly by or to live in the moment and embrace the feeling of today. To stay in the land of familiarity or to take a step forward onto a mission that seems nearly impossible. It’s the fork... Continue Reading →
Dear World
Dear World, I feel utterly and tragically lost. I feel the world crashing down on me and crushing me whole. Gnawing at me. Pushing me down. Taking my feet and dragging me. Throwing me around. I feel like I am dying inside and I have lost myself. I feel like I’ve lost me. I’ve lost... Continue Reading →
Living in Fear
or fearfully living? . . . Ever since my "recent", not so new news or rather . . .diagnose(s), I hit a new level of anxiety. I knew that I will be living in chronic pain for the rest of my life, but Cervical Spine Degeneration Arthritis just tipped me over the edge. Pain is a... Continue Reading →
The Cycle for Lack of Creativity has Begun Again
all inspiration lost. all motivation failed. every thought dissipated my mind is dark and I am blind. dreams are nothing but a shiny slither. it's a twinkle that peaks an interest but not enough to shine the muse is standing helplessly in the distant, it struggles to take a step its' hesitant breaths irritates me... Continue Reading →
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I am not afraid. The thing that haunts me is no longer lingering. It's taunting breath making me doubt myself. It lurks in the shadows, creeping up on me every now and then. Chasing the dream that matters most. I'm untouchable. Looking over my shoulder is no longer a paranoia. Confidence has risen. I have awoken.... Continue Reading →
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