Our souls, however, travel far more beyond what we can perceive. As they have some mystical friendships, adorable chuckles, brushing of the fingers, permanent position as moon gazer, oddly satisfying telepathic connection...
Most often, anxiety triggers when my people-pleasing personality clashes with the liberated one.
People don't like that side of mine.
And this makes me socially anxious.
We are not as cold as we were in winter. However, we feel that our souls have gone numb, with no hope and love. We need hugs, proper hydration, and sky gazing to get through days like these.
I hope we all feel better. (✿◡‿◡)
Nowadays I only write in my journal whenever I am feeling extremely low. Have lost the practice of random journaling. But I am so grateful to myself for this precious habit of mine; it's like a home during those gloomy days.(✿◡‿◡)