Essentially, nothing really matters, right? I sometimes feel like everything we do in this life is just a distraction from the silence, emptiness and well, nothingness of the void.
How are you holding up? We’ve all been in isolation for quite some time now, and I have to admit that it’s an everyday battle for me to stay sane.
It’s weird but it’s like the first time I’ve discovered the wonders of sleep. Every time I’m awake, it’s like my body just wants to go back to sleep again.
I haven’t seen the sun in so long, I only vaguely remember my life beyond my bedroom walls. I can only imagine the road from our front door leading to a dangerous place where the virus continues to spread.
Every person has a different life, a different story to tell or not to tell. What we all have in common though is how we’re human. We are all imperfect creatures of this world who are just trying to get through life.
Let me give you a quick guided tour inside this head of mine. Yes, it’s a dark and scary place, but it’s also quite a fast and thrilling experience. Are you up for it?
I can honestly say the writing journal entries saved my life. It has opened the world up for me beyond the constricted walls of my mind.
Whenever you’re stuck in an emotional runt and couldn’t pinpoint exactly why? Who do you turn to? Your best friend? Your parents? Your partner?