profoundly sad in a way that can’t be fixed.
I grieve my life thus far.
it is not time I can get back.
it is too much work to look back and think positively about everything. it is too much work to pretend like everything is fine.
I am a visitor to my home country.
First generation immigrant.
I have to keep building myself homes in other places and now I’ve found myself in a shell I do not know.