Smaller and Smaller Circles
My friend groups and social circles have always been like large, countless bubbles. As time passes in my life, those same bubbles got smaller and smaller.
Life is messy, beautiful, and full of meaning. Here's what I picked up and learned along the way.
My friend groups and social circles have always been like large, countless bubbles. As time passes in my life, those same bubbles got smaller and smaller.
So many wishes and beliefs have come and gone in my life. However, one belief has always stuck with me. Maybe it's time to give up on it?
My life hasn't been feeling "real" lately. Things happen to "me" but I personally don't feel it. Turns out, I've been viewing life in third person.
So here I am, on this timeline. Where can I go from here? What do I wish happens?
How did I end up on this branch of reality? Where am I? What could other branches even look like?
I always get the long messages, the midnight calls, the "I don’t tell this to anyone else" confessions. But no one ever asks if I need to say something too.
The kind of playlist you only play once, when the right person shows up. Except years later, the songs are still waiting for their cue.
Lately, everything feels like it comes with an expiration date: items, happy moments, even friendships that once felt like home. From thinking that things used to last, to just hoping they'll still be here next week.
Some lives don’t follow an arc; they circle. Every year, the same problems, same places, same me. But what will it actually take to break the cycle?
Six months after someone left and never looked back, I myself look back at what's changed, and what still lingers.
No one ever arrived, so after a long wait, I'm calling it quits on the door watch. Now, it stays closed, and that’s okay.
Moving forward isn’t always as simple as leaving the past behind. As I step into a new chapter, I still feel the pull of everything I once knew.
When the struggle ends, the story doesn't. Life goes on as I start work on a new chapter.
Can a list of 35 questions sum up a person’s life? Here's me, trying hard to encapsulate everything by answering the Proust Questionnaire.
When life takes everything but the kitchen sink, what happens with what's left behind?