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.
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.
I was at a better place and it was going to be different this time. I loved and valued myself so much, and I thought I would never lose myself again in the vast sea of boys.
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.