You see their pictures on silver screens or in fancy magazines
And think that’s what they look like, all taut skin and no smile lines

Please don’t worry
I’m not angry
I’ve never been

I want you happy
To see a smile
Light your face again

Lonely doesn’t begin to explain the depth of my solitude.

“I’m as lost now as I was back then / always make a mess of everything” - To Be Loved by Adele.

Revamped an old short story of mine: https://www.wattpad.com/story/318163968

My anxiety is high. There is a hurricane currently heading our direction and I've never had to make evacuation plans before. Stores are low on food, water, gas and we are all just waiting to see how the storm shifts.

Burn by Banks echoing in my head this morning, filling me with bittersweet smiles. “And you’re living in your mind / and nostalgia holds you in dark places / but I’ll be here just in case you decide you want some help / we can face it.”

There would be a full moon for you today. Happy Birthday, B.

Gifted with a lunar halo on this brisk night. A genuine smile graced my face imagining it was a little hello from you.

The first two weeks of this year have been hell, really testing me emotionally. And now there is a very good chance I might have Covid. I give up.