( a continuation from we’re all a mess but, that’s besides the point) – a playlist for this post – autumn unfolds itself within me, and it has been my undoing. where anxiety and depression have cloaked me and warmed me in their embrace. I watch the sun rise and set, laying down wrapped in my […]Read more "sorry, but there’s a pandemic"
(an album for this post) ultimately, I know that when it’s hard soon come, it’ll be easier. the tides won’t be so high and they’ll surface onto the seabed, blending into one another eventually washing away. and, with honesty comes vulnerability, and I’m still learning how to plant those seeds. I’ve been sitting in the […]Read more "yellow trees"
(a continuation from cereal for dinner, ramen for breakfast) you know those days that seem never-ending? they’re unhurried and everything seems to drag out and take its time: getting out of bed takes an hour longer than it usually does; making breakfast is more painstaking – taking the bronze saucepan out the cupboard, then boiling […]Read more "we’re all a mess but, that’s besides the point"
everyone experiences joy differently. she is embedded within each of us because of how we are created. and despite the similarity of our organs, outwardly we differ in the same way joy differs within each of us. she is wired, shaped and moulded differently in each person, as no star in the sky is […]Read more "joy is _______"
there are a lot of things that I don’t want to do but must do because they set in stone the future that I envision for myself, and long to have. there are some things that must go unsaid and be done rather than sitting, rubbing my hands on wooden, mahogany tables and dwelling in […]Read more "brown, maybe muted"
it’s typical for us to end up hibernating in a café when the weather makes a decision to be dreary and wet. I look out the window, my hands wrapped around my coffee mug balancing on my right knee, one leg crossed over the other. I love the rain, it brings out the life and […]Read more "cereal for dinner, ramen for breakfast"
Fear built up in her chest to a point where she felt so overwhelmed with feelings of guilt, worry, and frustration. She lay on her umber brown wooden floor, in her what initially seemed warm, but was now cold and lifeless studio. The sun shone through the large windows, gently laying itself comfortably on her […]Read more "fear, and wooden floors"
Spring is here and summer is fast apporaching, it’s getting to that time during the year when exams are nearly done with (thank God!) and the endless stream of summer is calling for adventures, and long days with a book whilst the sun beams in through the window. Christian romance is a very niche category […]Read more "carrington springs series by erynn mangum"
There seems to be an unspoken rule in our generation, that it’s okay to be you, unless you no longer fit into societies standards of ‘being you’ or ‘normal’. We have gotten to the point where we are all so different, that different, strange, unique, call it what you want – is now the new […]Read more "sunday musings: it’s okay to be you"