the transitional friends (1)

Sometimes, at odd times actually, I miss my people. The ones that always stood by me, the ones who always lifted me up, the ones that were my safe space, my comfort zone. As I am writing this, I am wondering who these people actually are. It’s hard, you know, to keep up with theContinue reading “the transitional friends (1)”

of letting go.. (a musing)

I am sitting in the common room and I can’t seem to push this thought out of my head so I’m going to write about it to silence my head. A few months ago, I changed schools. I had been studying in my previous school for 9 years and hence, was emotionally attached to itContinue reading “of letting go.. (a musing)”

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