I don’t want to be just an option for people to swipe yes or no to. But being wanted felt bloody damn good, and no, it’s not the solution but it feels like a step towards finding the solution.
My hands are still trembling from doing the exact opposite of what I intended to do. I booked my first solo trip for a week to Tasmania. OH-MY-GOD, YES, I DID!
I just wanna feel real love
Feel the home that I live in
Cause I got too much life
Running through my veins
Going to waste
This morning, I was greeted by a rather rushed and grumpy bus driver. He lacked courtesy and respect. He drove like he was running out of time and almost hurt the only two passengers who got on the bus. I wouldn’t discredit the otherwise warm and welcoming bus drivers who make early morning rides bearable. Some days, their…… Continue reading Day 21 – You could be nice
All my (good) senses moved to my back today and are being churned with all those cramps. For the most part of the day, I functioned like a robot to not feel the pain but it’s still there, clinging to me the way I did to my mother. And she’ll tell you, that wasn’t pretty. While I…… Continue reading Day 20 – Big brown chair