I don’t know how to write anymore. It is as if I lost my way with words. There is a jungle of emotions inside me, and I couldn’t let it out. As I type these words, my thoughts vanish into vapor trails. Words came freely to me when I was younger. I can write about …
Month: July 2017
It is almost one in the morning on a Saturday (weekend yay!). Today I am packing up what amounts to half my life, because in eight days I would turn thirty eight. Almost 70% of that life has been about work and constant worry of what the future will bring. As I add one more …