Returning is always better than leaving.
Now in this city I live in a lonelyhood of numerous ambitious people, some like me, some very different from me but all of us questioning our presence.
This time of the year we all look back, we try and take our pitfalls with a pinch of salt, and ponder on all the wasted time
Adulthood beckons as the fog outside grows thicker.
It's very easy to go wrong with lights.
Finding inspiration is a tough thing to do.
Now that I write this, I think to myself, I could have literally thought of anything else.
I'll tell you why this post is important, it's because the doorbell makes me nervous.
A sense of belonging is something we're all in pursuit of.