happy to hear

It brings me joy to know all of that, which I just found out.
It makes me happy, selfishly.
I sometimes feel like it was the surroundings that were hell-ish, and now I choose to be alone, well sometimes not by choice. But it really helps my fear of being abandoned. Who’s gonna leave if you don’t let anyone come close.

I have a podcast, and I really enjoy shooting it. It’s been only about 3-4 months but it’s something I’m doing for me. This blog is just sad, everytime it gets happy. I get feedback saying no one wants to read you being happy, you write better when you’re sad.

To be honest, I haven’t run or worked out in ages, even before COVID it was a rare sight. I just don’t care much about my standard of living, even in my own skin much anymore.

I am reading Kite Runner and I have to say, I think I’ve been inspired to write a book. I think it’ll start off as some short stories in the fiction part of this blog, and eventually become more. I hope it does.

Thanks for listening.