Category: late nights

i always think of the Growing Around Grief image by Lois Tonkin. while grief remains the same, life grows bigger around it. i’ve grown around my grief, around my mourning— both dead and alive. but when the grief hits you once again, you feel small. smaller than the grief that surrounds you. it gets hard…

the days continue to go on, time flying past, and seasons ever-changing, yet you remain the same. lost as ever in your own thoughts and shrouded in the loneliness of life. you once thought that the loneliness would be welcomed after being well acquainted for years, yet every time it creeps up it still squeezes…