I have always lived an isolated life. I am used to going a long time being unable to hang out with my friends. But I miss the spontaneous adventures to the mall, the trips to craft stores. Going to the park and seeing people walking by. Creating memories. It wasn’t much but I try finding joy out of every little thing I can. But currently I know I am at a stage in my life where I have to Just Exist. And I have to do it all, stuck inside this house haunted with ghosts of my very own self.















