eventually you realize you donāt want to die. you just donāt want to live the life youāre living. and slowly you try to create a life you want to live. just gotta start there.
no one needs to add āsounds fake but okā, ānoā, āwell, not meā, āimpossibleā, etc. to this post. and iād rather you not.
one day you think: I want to die.
and then you think, very quietly: actually. actually. I think I want a coffee. a nap. a sandwich. a book.
and I want to die turns day by day into I want to go home, I want to walk in the woods, I want to see my friend, I want to sit in the sun
I want a cleaner kitchen
I want a better job
I want to live somewhere else
I want to live





















