My posts continue to be melancholic. I feel like I have been in a haze. Self-preservation is an innate instinct and that’s what I’ve been trying to do. Just surviving somehow. My physical and mental health took some hits during the stay-at-home order. I think I still am suffering, maybe from the aftereffects, even though…… Continue reading Sinking or Swimming
The title of this post is a joke on myself. I’m the last person in the world who is suave and composed when it comes to being spontaneous. I always got the drop in my stomach during my school years whenever the teacher would calmly announce, “Now, I want you guys to pair off” or…… Continue reading Stealth in Spontaneity
I have been heavily influenced by ideals of who I wanted to be or what other people wanted me to be, whether those were things I perceived people wished for me or they told me outright. This is a weird place to start, but as a child, I wanted to be a bride and become…… Continue reading Changing Ideals
My thoughts are everywhere and nowhere today. It’s like thinking so much at once and at the same time there is a lethargic nature to it, where thoughts form and dissipate before I can make up my mind about whether I want to continue building a sentence from the shaped idea. Even how I am…… Continue reading Distracted
Don't mind me, I'm justanervousgirl. 