fragments

I lose track of time and weeks fly. trying to make time for things that matter. hoping for balance but needing to work harder to achieve it.

relishing the night time. trying to appreciate moments of silence without pulling myself apart for not turning them into something magical.

wanting to explore.

never escaping the forever feelings.

always tired without ever having done much at all. trying to find comfort in remindinv myself I have been lost for a very long time, that this is not new, that some answers don’t exist. <<