Life goes on. A circling theme, indeed. Applies to everything yet amounts to nothing in the grander scheme of things. Because one day, no one will be around to notice. And in that moment, life will just be — life. Won’t that be peaceful.


Last night I dreamt I was 22 and for some reason, it scared me. I felt my youth slip away and instead of feeling liberated, I felt trapped; bound by a death that’s soon to come. I don’t mind dying, just dying too soon. And it feels like my time is coming. Every morning I … Continue reading 21.