#NaBloPoMo #27: …. Blank space.

Because so many thoughts, fleeted out feet first, taking over hours, clamouring over yet more barriers. Idiosyncracies met horror, met hurt, met anxiety.. And now I feel, still breathe, all whilst I suffocate in this sea. trained, trapped and tricked into their histories - this is the life I perceive.  

NaBloPoMo #16 – Why no #12- #14

So... I was a bad unproductive person. Online that is. For the last 4 nights. There is no excuse big enough for dropping out, because as someone says "If something is important enough you make time for it!" . Therefore, I guess, using that logic I deemed me, my online persona/career-building and my writing less [...]