Raindom Thoughts

I remember the first time I felt it. Not sadness exactly. Something heavier. A dark cloud that didn’t hover above me, it moved inside me. Into my chest. Into my limbs. I woke up one morning and my body felt like it was made of something ancient and dense, like it had been carrying a weight for a thousand years without my permission. I remember lying there thinking, is this what depression feels like? And in that stillness, something unexpected happened. I didn’t panic. I didn

They borrowed our faces, our elders, our wisdom. And sold it back to us. Pay attention.

Your divinity is not something you earn. It is something you remember. Whatever your belief, morning is coming.