Feeling Lost

I went for a walk this morning, much too early for my liking. Thinking too much of too many things. Wishing someone could show me the way. Wishing someone could show me who I am. Who I need to be, what I need to do… It’s such a great purpose to pursue. A purpose much […]

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What We Leave Behind

There are so many feelings but no words. I don’t want to explain it. I want to run away from it and never have to feel this again. My life is always screaming at me. It’s so loud that sometimes I can’t hear anything else. There is always something I need to understand. Something I […]

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Another Year Older…

My birthday is in August and every year around that time I try and find a few moments to reflect on the year and what I have taken from it. The days that have passed me by seem to have all merged together and become all the same. However, when I look back – everything […]

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Desperation

It was on this cold Sunday morning that I was deep in thought about my life and my purpose. I thought about everything that got me to this exact spot. Let me start from the beginning… When I was applying to universities, I wasn’t exactly sure what I wanted to do with the rest of […]

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The First Time I got Stitches…

Was today. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve fallen since being diagnosed with a muscle disorder. Too many times to count. Most of the times I can walk away with a little bruise here or there. Sometimes I have to go to the emergency because I tore a ligament or something. Today, I […]

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To Love Again…

Everything was done, The moment our eyes met. Those eyes of yours, Swallowed me entirely. You knew, I saw it in the way you looked at me. I didn’t know why I was so drawn to you, Maybe it was because I didn’t know someone like you existed, I didn’t know someone like you could […]

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A Letter

I wanted to write you a letter; I hope you don’t mind. There is just so much on my mind and so much I want to tell you. Before the hours turn into days and the days turn into months, and the months turn into years. I am standing alone looking out in the distance, […]

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