May 2, 2025
Feeling so blank right now. Feeling constantly overwhelmed by my life. Physically. Emotionally. Monetarily. Waiting for the break in the storm cloud. Golden silver lining.
My skin feels tight to my bones. And theres a prickle between the webbing of my cellular makeup. I'd split myself into atoms to release it. Spontaneous expulsion of the metaphysical sort.
Theres never enough hours in the day. And when the day ceases the guilt enters of a second minute hour wasted. A life well lived is a practice and an audition. And a ritual. And a display. My life has been well lived when I've marked that I..?
