Beach nights.

Today wasn’t a good day. It was a bad one, to say the least. There’s just so much going on, and with everything in my head, I wasn’t able to play with my student. Still, work is work, and I had a few hours with her. As I held her hand and stared into space…

The art of living.

Living is indeed an art. The common misconception about art though, is that it only comes with natural talent- either you have it, or you don’t. Some people draw, some paint, and some express their “art” in other ways, like photography or music. This is true, perhaps, to some extent, more towards the way we…

The Fear of Being Alone

I’ve had this conversation many a times with friends. I thought I was alone in having a fear of being alone. Turns out, many of us have this fear. It doesn’t mean we like being around large groups of humans either. It only means we can’t be by ourselves, or don’t know how to be by ourselves, at home or outside.

As sparks fly.

People will try to hurt you with words- people who call themselves your friends will go around in circles, sometimes kicking you down, just so they can stay afloat. It’s called self-interest, and it usually transcends friendship and similar sentiments. There will be better people- people who stay by your side as the world starts…

Happy Birthday, Me.

25 is when your brain “fully develops”, or at least that’s what science claims happens. I don’t feel the slightest bit mature. I spent approximately 21 hours of my birthday in my room – my sanctuary. A place I retreat to because I’m a lazy fuck, and could lie on my bed while I entertain…