...it was 2020 when I last posted something on here! Back when the world was run amock in chaos of the pandemic. Loves and lives were lost, and five years on, here we are, somehow clinging to sanity, keeping ourselves pieced together - physically, emotionally.
On a more personal level, the pandemic wasn't the only chaos that ruled the surroundings, my own life seemed to be only going downhill. I was a wreck, I am still a wreck, somehow managing to remain afloat, adrift aimlessly. Human interactions are no longer my forte, in all honesty I have become used to the isolation, in fact I prefer it. For hours, days even I can go on without uttering a word; I just put on my earpieces and cut myself off from the life around me. Its like any sound somehow triggered me, triggered in me an anxious feeling; even now, I wake and put on my ear pieces to shut out the noise from all the activities occurring around me.
Right now, I am truly a wanderer, I don't have a destination, just somehow existing and being.
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