The neighbourhood grows quiet. A thunder rumbles in the distance. I watch as the people next door start to move their chairs and coffee table indoors. The bright sky is slowly being washed out as muted blues gradually turn to grey. Clouds start to hover, shaded in deep charcoal and the sunlight can no longer…
The dry leaves crunched loudly beneath our feet, echoing through the quiet trail as we hiked in silence. We were racing the sunset, knowing that any pause to appreciate the scenery would cost us the view we came for. I kept my eyes on the ground, too focused on avoiding a fall, to take in…
Would you believe me if I say that I tried? That I spent hours journaling, convincing myself that it’s not the end of the world even though the anxiety tugged at my heart and weighed heavy on my mind offering a narrative that contradicted everything I wanted to believe in? The clock in my room…