Messing With Anger

Routine, 6 in the evening, back from work, I was using the same route back home. Sprinkled with a light jam, inundated with the frustration from my failures and embarrassment carried back from work, with the windows winded down, the winds orchestrated my nonchalant drive back home. Simply acknowledging that this period of my lifeContinue reading “Messing With Anger”

Overthinking Overthinking

Unsettling, cacophonous, messed up. This is the life that I live, the brain that I have is ceaseless, restless and relentless. My mind is an enigma to me, to everyone, I can be directly straightforward with you without ever thinking of the consequences and I can be hiding behind the bushes whilst conjecturing every singleContinue reading “Overthinking Overthinking”