I’d just thought I’d share to you what it’s like to live inside a writer’s head (that is me in this narrative) while showing my July monthly spread. Since my month’s theme is the clouds, and maybe sometimes, my mind is really floating with them 🙂
For the past two years, on my birthday, I used to write something that I thought holds enough wisdom and meaning to share with you. Now, as I turned 25, I feel like I don’t have anything to say—maybe why this post is a week late. Yes, I turned 25 last week, and I don’t know how to feel about it?
When society tells you to be yourself, they don’t mean it, right?
I mean, how can they when they still judge you, anyway?
I welcomed the month admiring the beauty that is the moon in its full waning gibbous glory. I was with my high school friends, strolling on a highway. It was nostalgic; it was youthful.
la tristesse durera toujours