What was fun about being small was being closer to the earth, grounded, easily remembering that this was not the end. That with my short legs, I could get back up and try again.
Stop shooting the messengers
Biased. Bayaran. Dilawan. The monikers frequented in a desperate attempt to be true. He was threatened. They told him they would kill him with guns if they saw him. They called him the same names. They cried son of a b***h over and over. He wept.
Beyond Numbers
In an attempt to quantify and define a moment, people have reduced life’s ups and downs into numbers which bastardize and devoid life of its very essence.
Endings before beginnings
When I detached myself from the idea that I had to keep on accomplishing something in order to feel like myself again, there was, admittedly, a lot of discomfort in doing so.
Excused
You started feeling anxious.
THE BARRISTER 