Turbulence Amongst Clouds.

The once-familiar comforting silence, which used to bring peace, has now lingered for too long. An overstayed welcome; a "shouldn't you have left by now?" kind of situation. The silence, once a source of peace, leaves me longing for the comforting hum of noise.

She and Him plays softly in my ears tonight. "Hold me...Hold me..."

Things have changed quite significantly. On the surface level, it appears to be a positive change. However, deep down, I'm exhausted. I find it hard to keep up.

Why am I so damn tired?

I'm going to write Nati, Nati tonight. I hope to write 500 words about Archie as well. I have no inspiration to do these things. 

It has been a while since I have written on this blog. An obvious sign of my lack of commitment. I'll try. Even when I have to slowly drag my corpse across the track, I'll keep trying. It's only me now. 

The Dragon has left, and the lair is now left for history.

It seems that the obstacle standing in the way is none other than me.

Only me. 

Fuck! Every post is the same, isn’t it? I apologize for the repetitive nature, I’m sure it’s beyond the realm of boredom. One day the entries will be brimming with captivating adventures, heartwarming tales, and wickedly enchanting stories! One day, I promise.

I promise, one day.