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March 28, 2021

Burnout

 

Feeling like every atom of my soul is aching, and every bone of my body is cracking. Trying to remember the latest holiday that I took, trying to glimpse the nearest (normal) holiday. Feeling like a phantom, yelling, without being heard. And in this state, even words seem to fade, to fail, to betray you.

Blue January

This too, shall pass … The phrase that I keep repeating to myself during these days. " I was bruised and battered I couldn't tell w...