As the hour approached my stomach finally settled and my mind became clearer. The start of something new might just be what I need after all at 27 years of age.
Intoxicated with the night air, you feel like you could do anything and you wouldn't be judged. So you do. You sit in the middle of the road, you do handstands, and you let loose. It feels like you've been embraced by a warm blanket that is cool to the touch.
The longing for you Wondering what could we have been if things were different then
Now that I'm 28, I wonder why have I been longing for numbers all these times and hoping something miraculous happens. Maybe it's time, I make my own miracles.
Secrets uncovered. Stones unturned. To decide which item to discard. Which to keep.
Being in an abandoned school is a surreal feeling The place where you stood was once occupied by hundreds and thousands of students.
A solemn thundery growl came from above. Amongst the darkness, there's light. The light cuts the grey sky in half and shows the world its bravery.
It seemed like you didn't do much You feel like you should do more But you are just tired You do not know what is making you feel this way.
After stepping back and talking to others I then realized that I'm not insane. That I'm not treated how I'm supposed to be treated. I just let you have your way because I treasure your friendship. But you keep doing it over and over again.
The end of an old life and the start of another. That's what the Buddhists like to believe. To be reborn once again.
We look up to the sun to tell time, While we look up to the sky to get inspiration. The combination of time and sun evokes one’s mind at certain hours. A shade of ombre orange pierced through the…
Resorting to solitudinous to find solidarity. To find that time doesn't wait for anyone. And certainly not me.