The other day, I was on the phone with my dad, and I was bawling my eyes out because I was feeling so frustrated and like I didn't know what I was doing anymore, as in with my life. I get like that sometimes quite frequently actually; one day I'm just moving and grooving along and then, seemingly out of the blue, I'm like WHAT THE FUCK, FUCK!!! WHO THE FUCK AM I?. I clearly border between having an existential crisis every other week and I'll get back to that. Anyway, I'm on the phone with my dad and he says something that made my heart feel at ease and I've been
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About the AuthorI got the idea to create a blog in December 2014 on a random type of day.Writing has always been therapeutic; the only way I could communicate clearly, in actual words instead of struggling to unscramble the swirl of images, metaphors & analogies that is my thought process. In short, Archives
February 2020
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