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I just turned 30 less than a month ago, and I wonder if that's the trigger. Probably not, because I don't really feel any different-to me, age doesn't mean anything. I read it somewhere, that there's nothing inherently interesting about being young or being old. If you're not interesting, you're not interesting, period, no matter what the age. That ( Read more... )

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Devout to depth-the thrust of my 2018. And walking in confidence, aka the last building block to lock into place at the eve of my 30s. It has taken me awhile to come to this point. I just want to mark this spot right here, because I'm feeling good.

Depth Year. It's a concept that I read about in one of my favorite blogs, Raptitude. It's worth a ( Read more... )

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May, to be perfectly honest, was a shitshow ( Read more... )

I do feel it physically. How do I contain myself, how 

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I feel like everything is happening all once, as well as nothing at all. A bleaching of sorts, my identity being wiped away in the gray of things. Every road leads to an end, thoughts that will never see the light of day, this lack of purpose ( Read more... )