I used to use my words really imprecisely. I liked to exaggerate my emotions and descriptions of things, saying things like “I’m devastated”, “I’m exhausted”, “I’m fuming”. I realize the terrible mistake now that I have experienced these emotions, because the words seemed to be devoid of their true meaning. No longer feeling like I…

Sometimes I’m disappointed to find that my life has been, for some time now and without my awareness, been following a well trodden path. A life course, or set phases of being. I had a baby, toddler, young child, pre-teen, teen phase. And now, I’m just in adulthood. And in adulthood, I’m only now beginning…

Today feels like the death of something so cherished yet hated: the death of my era of beginnings. Is my life doomed into monotony from here on out? To drab rain squalls and gloomy unfamiliar ceilings? To cold nights, colder days and a pallor onset by relative invisibility. Its at night that my fears rise,…