We all live between two worlds—the one we show others and the one we quietly inhabit when no one is watching. That inner world, full of shifting feelings, silent storms, and small sunrises, often becomes the place we run away
If you’ve ever felt like you were carrying too much inside — grief, anger, longing, or words that never found a voice — you are not alone. So many of us grow up learning to smile when we’re hurting, to
I kept a journal when I was 13. The remainder of every other page merely bore the word ‘FOCUS’ drawn in all directions, in various forms, in calligraphic ballpoints. I did not recall doing it until I rediscovered that journal
I wake up already exhausted. Not that fatigue which sleep remedies, but that weary fatigue of mind which is never actually sleep.Have you ever thought you were being drowned in the open? Brother, like everybody you know, has a friend
Have you ever thought you are going faster than the world? As much as there is astorm of thoughts in there, every one of them tugging you in a new direction, but youare supposed to remain calm, attentive and be
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