I haven’t written anything in a while purely because I haven’t had the energy to. Before the words used to spill out. My fingers frantically trying to keep up with the word vomit issuing from my head. I would write down exactly what I was thinking with little curation to the structure or line of … Continue reading this is where I am at.
I didn’t think I would feel homesick. Everytime I have ever been away I’ve been a ripe ball of energy that hasn’t even thought about my home or wanted to go back. It sounds like my family keep me in a cage and only feed me once a week- just for the record they don’t, … Continue reading 500 words on homesickness