A mini-breakdown (new and hopefully improved)

Today it finally happened: I cried. I just lay in bed, abandoned in my feeling of hopelessness, my computer resting on my belly, and I cried. I cried for no good reason. Nothing has really happened today. Today is no different from yesterday or the day before or any of these monochromatic days that seem […]

My writing soul

I’ve always written. And I’ve always loved writing. I tell people that I fell in love with writing when I was eight and one of my stories made my teacher cry, but that’s not really true. Even before I learned how to write, I would write stories in my head. It’s in my DNA, as […]

Where the f*ck is my wisdom?

This is life for you: you’re born, you struggle with the same issues your entire life, you die. Why the gloomy outlook, you ask? I’ve just spent the last hour looking for my students’ grades. I wrote them somewhere and I thought I had added them to the system, but apparently I haven’t. I’ve gone […]

Thinking about thinking

Thinking too much. This morning F told me that quarantine has been forcing him into thinking too much. About who he is and his life and stuff. I just thought: that’s just a regular day for me. I’ve always thought too much. In fact, my brain is wired in such a way that I can […]