Still having nightmares about my past

I woke up with a feeling of dread. I felt overwhelmed by the darkness around me. I felt unsafe. Every wound was opening up again. The scars became bleeding living tissue. When I was in my early 20s and depression was at its peak, crushing my fragile body with sledge hammers, I used to sit…

Looking for a path

There are too many ideas, too many interesting things in this world that are worth studying or discovering, seeing, smelling, touching, feeling. There are too many directions to go. I thought that if I found one thing that could drive my entire existence, one thing that I could breath for, one thing that my heart…