I thought I changed for the better. They convinced me to believe that nothing is impossible. And the way I live my life is directly related to how I perceive the world in my head. It kinda made sense. Or maybe it didn't. I forgot when was the last time something made sense. But the freaking haunting thoughts... a sucker-punch from my past, they just keep coming back whenever I'm not ready. And then the stupid body reacts in its own way, I completely forget about my promise to stay calm. And here we go again, I'm back running in circles between my worst memories, trying to fight against nothing. And those memories aren't even that bad, I'm just tired after having to relive them over and over again. And even though I know my mind is deceiving me, but sometimes it's almost impossible to think about something else. Think about something else, think about something else, did it go away?
Wait, who am I and what am I doing here. Man, I think I relived my life a couple times while just silently looking at the screen, sigh.
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Life with a hint of artistic stylings.
It's been a while, Yaan. Long time no see.
What's up man. I hope all is well.
Your writing is like a breath of fresh air.
Things are well enough. Thanks for the compliment there on the writing. It's something I hope to be doing more of someday but the daily grind is not something I can do again for awhile. It is encouraging though seeing a few old familiar faces pop back up. I don't forget anyone who ever took a moment to come hang out.