My arrival is not loud; it has never had to be. Always patient, waiting until exhaustion forces you to listen. I am the reality that
The first voice speaks in delays. Tomorrow, it says. Not because tomorrow is better, But because today is too heavy to lift. Another counts exhaustion,
We were never meant to be this busy; that’s why everyone is depressed and anxious. Slowing down is important for both Physical and mental well-being.
Depression is not always thunder. Sometimes it is dust, Settling on familiar things, Soft enough that no one notices, How heavy it becomes. It moves
The wind blowing through your hair. The mascara flowing down your face from tears of laughter. Your hand gripping mine on the steering wheel. A
The mist comes in from the Atlantic slowly, As if it has nowhere else to be. It moves over the hills, Through the gorse turned
“……So Jason, how was your day?” Mrs Faith’s lips had been moving for the past ten minutes since Jason sat down, but those were the
Do it! Just pick up the glass and take the pills. Failure! You cannot even succeed in death. See the stress? Of everyone anticipating your
She saved me Or so I told myself every time I saw her Because I needed to believe it She took me in when I
I often think about the anatomy of the heart: the four chambers working tirelessly to keep us alive, the carefully positioned valves to ensure the