My mother sneaks shyly into my room and take a seat beside me in silence,
If I were to be a thing in this world, I wouldn’t be something bold that steals the show or makes your jaw drop low.
“Are you sure about this?” Jenny’s sweaty palms were wrapped around my elbow, and I could feel the heat radiating from her hands inside my cotton shirt. “Yeah, I think…yeah! What’s the point of all these when it’s not useful to anyone, fucking, ever!” I said.
Some days, you start running and it just doesn't feel right. It feels like you are either dragging your feet, or you are carrying your head on your back. It's a normal thing for me and that's how most of my runs start.
Riding through the waves of anxiety, I take a step into the society.
Introducing The Quest view!
I assure you that you will be glad that you read it.
Well it's been 11 days since my last post. In that time, I have found a way to stay happy, Even when there's nothing to be happy about.
At the end of the day, it's all that really matters.
Well....I'll write this later I guess... Kidding again