Musings on life in general. Trying to be positive. Try to take anything I say seriously, or not.
I’ve heard that the best way to get better at writing is to keep doing it. I’ve also heard that reflecting on the day’s events is a good way to practice mindfulness and gain perspective. Two sentences in so far and the only thing that I can…
Mostly I think life is fair.
It’s at least indifferent.
But what is “fair?”
What does that really mean?
It’s probably
All
My
Fault.
Her.
The indescribable feeling of emptiness.
That pervades my mind and soul.
Though I sit here at the ends of the Earth.
The lack of her reaches across hemispheres.
