not gonna lie, i sat down to calculate how long it’d take to save up for a personal retreat. like, literally just me and a hammock somewhere quiet. the realization hit me hard. it’d take forever, and the thought of waiting that long made me question if life is even worth living on other people’s schedules.
how is it that i always end up alone when everyone else is pairing off? my friends are starting families, but i can’t stop thinking about how much of my identity was wrapped around that one person who left. i keep watching the news, and while people worry about the elections, i feel like i’m in my own personal war, fighting memories and loneliness. suddenly, i realize i'm just... tired of searchin...
the way that every time i try to meditate, i end up planning my fake acceptance speech for the award i will never win — it really hits different when i realize my whole life is just a series of imaginary accolades for achievements that exist only in my head.
the way that every time i try to meditate, i end up planning my fake acceptance speech for the award i will never win — it really hits different when i realize my whole life is just a series of imaginary accolades for achievements that exist only in my head.
day 47 of convincing myself that tiny lies are just part of life, yet here I am saying I finished that book when I barely opened the cover. every time I stretch the truth, I feel a little bit more like a fraud, which is amusing because I’m not even lying about anything important. and now with this whole वंदे मातरम् debate, I can't even fake my opinion because I'm too busy lying about what I did la...