India, May 2018 Two and a half years later, here I was in the land where my roots are. Many more versions of me later, here I was in the city where I was a misfit. Exponential opportunities of growth later, here I was where everything was the same and different all at once. Oddly, […]
Being a misfit had always been a feeling way too familiar to me. And over the years I’d had more than my fair share of emotional battles attempting to conquer it, to fit in. At first I would ask myself why – why am I so different, so ambiguous, so confused. Then I began accepting […]
I see you turning all my corners / You are there, everywhere / In my eyes, in my sight / In my voice, in my music / In my words, and yours / In my head, in my breath / Always on my mind / I see me turning all your corners //
“I don’t want this” for every time you have this thought it is not a breath wasted but a life gained the power of knowing what you don’t want you are one step closer to what you do in the pool of infinity you have a finite thought “I don’t want this”
What are they? Where are they born? Where do they die? Or do they? Can words do justice to the feelings you feel? Or can feelings truly express what you say through your words? Different people. Different feelings. Different meanings. I rarely struggle with words on paper, but to express my feelings I hesitate. I […]
What is it about feelings that they can be just as ambiguous as insinuating? Signals. Different then and now. Different every time. The look. The like. The touch. The text. The invitation. The request. The anticipation. The acceptance. The validation. The truth. I’ve been meaning to write more about feelings, you know the deeply emotional, […]
Goodbye to All That. Didion does it again. She was 29. I remember when I first visited New York City, I stepped out of the bus onto the curb outside Bryant park and looked up. The lights lit, the city grit, this was it. I turned around and said to my mother, “I want to […]
Yes. I’m here. In The Dam. Sitting in a coffee shop – Brug34 – by the canal. A cappuccino, a mac, a story begins. I’ve been dreaming of this for so many months, of what it would feel like, of what it would be, of what I would think, in this moment. The reality is […]
“I don’t want to feel anything.” How many times do we say this? In conversations fleeting or not, with others or ourselves. How many times have I said this to myself – one too many. I don’t want to feel disappointed. I don’t want to feel hurt. I don’t want to feel anything. Goals of […]
I’ve been feeling a feeling, this whole month, and now that I think of it retroactively, it just makes sense that I felt that way. Comfortable. And that’s a dangerous place. When I wasn’t working, I travelled a bit, spent some quality time with close ones, spent some days in bed doing absolutely nothing, spent […]
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