“A mud-stained sunlight began to splatter the sodden fields, and the hateful, nasal world of birds began to come to life. It seemed to me that I was coming out of a suffocating nightmare and that the low clouds flying before the wind were the shreds of an evil dream.”
― Blaise Cendrars, Moravagine
I don’t know how to write, or speak or exist in a normal anymore. It has only been a few weeks and I feel like I have forgotten what human is.
It’s been a while.
My goals have taken a backseat. My waist line has grown.
I feel lost. I feel hopeless. I feel discouraged.
How do you self-motivate in a world where you can only leave your house for an hour a day and can not travel outside of 5kms?
Chasing The Dream. 