On getting lost, finding my reason, and the endless cycle

In the last couple years, I’ve struggled to write. No, that’s not completely true. I’ve journaled extensively. But I’ve struggled to write anything that’s not an incoherent stream of consciousness. Anything that isn’t fuelled by frustrations and confusion. I wouldn’t say I’ve been unhappy for all this time. I’ve had some great days, and madeContinue reading “On getting lost, finding my reason, and the endless cycle”