When I was little, I somehow mistakenly thought that when you love someone you’ll sacrifice anything for that person. I understood love as something grand and beautiful, but ultimately sad. When I believed myself to be in love later on, I would always sacrifice whatever was asked of me because that was how I understood love. Every time love failed, …
When I say I lost my sense of smell and taste, it would not entirely true. I mean that it is almost entirely lost and whatever little bit is left doesn’t taste or smell like anything I can recall. I can really only taste sour things, but none of the sour things taste like sour used to. Lemons, for example, …
Life is a journey, they say. I understand why people say it, but it doesn’t make me any less irritated by those words. What makes it even worse is that I myself say it occasionally. These days I feel completely lost. I don’t have any real skills, I haven’t accomplished anything of importance (or even accomplished something of no importance …
