Monday 22 11 2021

Through my lense, things are not improving much. 
The awkwardness hangs in the air, like the invisible virus that infects the people sharing its airspace.  

On Saturday, I was out buying breakfast and I thought to myself - I am feeling tormented. Sounds awful and ungrateful. But at that moment, couldnt think of any better words to describe what i felt. 

In a way, I still do. Though i know this is probably the devil gaslighting me in my weakest moments, i could rationalise all thats broiling. 

No good right? Be better wei.

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