I'm drowning under a rain cloud of my own creation.

I've never felt so invisible. My existence isn't even worthy of a footnote.

Christe, meoum commorare, Vesper cadens obumbrare, Diem coepit Tenebris. ("Candle For A Corpse," Ann Granger)

"Thanks for your interest in ... Unfortunately we have decided not to move forward with your application." — The joys of job rejection 🙃

I’m tired of being shy. It's embarrassing — to be hyper aware of everything you are doing wrong and not be able to just be "normal".

I just saw a video counting down the days to Autumn when Spring hasn't even arrived yet — 🌱🌼🌷

I hate how fast we move on from seasons — This fascination of celebrating Autumn in Spring; etc, is only for content on social media.

There is no try, either you do it or you don't.

Frustrated with my job search and exhausted by job rejection. 😣😤😞

When the creativity and the ability to create aren't aligned, it leads to frustation with the creative process. 😭😡

Capitalism encourages cruelty in the name of profit and success. And — unknownigly — celebrates its own self-destruction.

Currently working on a neocities website 🐈🌐

Phones are a two way street, I just wish I wasn't on a one lane road.

Life is simply variations on a monotonous theme. Everyday is the same — but it is different in its own way.

Currently reading The Fortune Seller by Rachel Kapelke-Dale. ✶

Can't wait to start my butterfly 🦋 garden 🌼🌷🌻🌸

Too many ideas and not enough motivation to fulfil them

The feeling when you get new glasses 👓 and feel like you are seeing the world with fresh eyes.

My coffee drinking habit has never been the same since the COVID-19 pandemic dalgona coffee craze. ☕️

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