a daylight dream

I think the most fascinating thing about the experience of being human is the way we adapt, practise resilience and evolve. Reading about stories of people who transformed themselves after certain experiences manages to put me in awe, as I reflect on the way it is so hard to actually change and be new people, with a different mindset and habit system. But it’s also sad. The way we change is always so exceptional and immense. After life-changing experiences, we find ourselves so new and different, and to embrace this new person is somehow rather dismantling and poignant. To wake up and live life differently, not the way you used to, is nostalgic and lonesome. It’s not easy to adapt and transform, but it’s unconditional. Also, I have noticed that people usually change after experiencing downturns and seasons of adversity. We don’t just change for the sake of a refreshing twist whatsoever, but it’s often the toiling circumstances around us that shift us to think differently, ...

She scrubbed him out of her skin, And shed flowers instead of sin, Yellow petals, one by one, Shedding like a setting sun. He was all that made her smile, Kept her awake in long summer nights, For a love like him was to stay, Nearer and closer, everyday. But soon distance evolved, Into problems not yet solved, It felt easier to stay away, Such a lament is not for display. Nights get shorter, Bodies not warmer, Dandelions in the spring, Named by the melodies you sing, And I waited for your voice, You were an inevitable choice, When choosing between, Thrilling risk and tormenting fear, But I’ve waited for so long, Dearest, is there something wrong? Anger crashes like a tide, Haven’t we agreed not to hide? Doubt, patience and a beating heart, I’ve known it from the very start, We were the magnets and the like-poles, Now life is pulling us apart from our souls, And as May swiftly rushes in, With determination and the desire...