Gone once again. “Lost in my own world” as they say. Looking into the nothingness of my sight. Having complete control of my view but not of that moment. Just looking at it, lost in thought but, not really paying it any attention. The feeling of just being there entertained in your consciousness for a … Continue reading Out of the mind
Tag: Love
That one friend
The one who sees through my everyday façade, pushes me forward and gives me the courage to continue. That one special person I can count on no matter what, always looks out for me. The only one that truly knows my soul and can build me back together after crashing down. The one who can … Continue reading That one friend
Obliterating our possibility
Scared, terrified even, of moving towards what we feel it’s right. Frozen in the fortress of our mind being the witness to the constant clashing between our desire and our conscious inhibition. We stop in the time of our thoughts, paralyzed, giving up to our everlasting fear without trying on our most precious and concealed … Continue reading Obliterating our possibility
Ownership deception
Haven´t we all been in the predicament ¨ I have nothing to wear¨, ¨ I need new clothes¨, “ l just don´t have the right thing¨ while being well aware deep down that we actually have more than enough. Yet we fool ourselves to believe that we need to own something different to be complete … Continue reading Ownership deception
No longer with us
I’m a morning person. I love mornings and usually I’m very energetic. I arrive to work and make sure to greet everybody and wish them a great day ahead. Today however, I was met with silence almost as soon as I came in. For you to have some background, we at the company work in … Continue reading No longer with us
My Co-worker’s muted voice
I had a co-worker that one day said to me “Anxiety has destroyed my life” while we were joking about who knows what but, I’m sure it was a completely unrelated topic. At the moment nobody in the conversation gave it any mind but, it stayed with me. Resonating deep within my consciousness. That sentence. In my … Continue reading My Co-worker’s muted voice
Textual Tensions 