You Can’t Feel When You’re Dead…

I write because of where words come from. The state that I am in while writing. That place where everything dissolves and time stops. And for a moment it’s the safest place where you rip yourself open, see what’s inside, and sew yourself back and feel lighter.

That is why I write. I believe that this state is communicable. And as much as they are just words on screen, they are as vital as anything else. For me, it’s life, and life is everything, so it feels good to write about it since we’re just passersby.

Unfortunately, it’s been now more than two days that I haven’t been able to bring myself to fetch words and be in that state where I can feel their embrace. It’s been difficult to get there. It’s like I lost my way and I cannot remember the direction to get there. I tried to…

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