I found this writing from this summer during a stressful time. I decided to publish as to remind me of the strength afforded me to be in a better place today.

Who am I?

I’m a hardworker but at the moment I’m tired.

I am a passionate person but currently I’m quite numb.

I’m beautiful but I can only see misery.

I’m poised but I hang in despair.

For I’m down trotted spiritually and searching for enlightenment. Fog usually rises as the temperature increases. The heat is on.