During these times where we are facing a pandemic, they are all saying it’s tough times. It is tough indeed. And there are people saying that life will not return back to normal. I agree because the only constant is change. When have we ever had normalcy in our lives? I think the way my brain works is very different from people, that’s what I feel. It overthinks but not always in a negative way. In a time where people find it hard to be at home, I am embracing this period to rest as much as I want to.

I have never been able to fit in anywhere while I’m growing up. Not even now. Sometimes I find myself boring because I talk too much about unnecessary feelings. I really appreciate people who try to get close to me or feel that they are close to me. I do too to a certain extent but apart from that, I am just mostly alone. People ask where have I been missing when I am there all along. I don’t go missing, I think the selfish part of me just wants to feel wanted. How silly is that? I should want myself more than other people want me. I’ve learnt that throughout the years.