yet the soul still restless, heart still desires.

some things catches me awkwardly in the dead of the night. five years ago, I would never even dream of having a cuppa before I head to bed nor have it first thing in the morning. I used to scoff at the people who depended on caffeine. I did not think of two past breakups, I did not think of what to add onto my makeup collection. I did not think of having sibelius stare back at me for a week, I did not think of being stingy with my money for petrol. I did not think of getting diseased with chronic gastric, I did not think of vocal placement. I used to believe until all that was put into lashed back as sheer egoistic politics.


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