Excerpts from Unsent Letters and Unfinished Thoughts

“The past few days have been nothing short of mundane and dull. I’ve been stuck in the hospital for fourteen days and I’m not getting any better, my dad says that it’s still a good thing because I’m not really getting worse either. My body is just stagnant. There’s only so many movies one can…

18 December 2016

She was a different kind of special. She wasn’t the usual, “Wait till I get some vodka in my body so we can party”, she was the “Let’s go to the skin clinic and get some free kaya cool drink just because we can.” She liked to make the world believe that she would change…

Spain- Day 242

I realized I haven’t blogged about Spain half as much as I should’ve. After all, I did spend about a month of my exchange there. The first thing you notice about Alicante, is that there’s no hurry. Everyone seems to be so at ease and focusing on the now. It’s among the only places where…

Day 35- The time I had a Barabapapa

I don’t really know what to say these days. Words fail me. I haven’t been up to much lately. I went for an AFS activity on saturday and we played escape rooms in Mechelen, it was great, I actually really like the entire AFS team. I went for a party that night and it was…

Death bed: A fifty five word story.

It’s excruciating to see death take place right in front of your eyes. Slowly and slowly creeping it’s way inside a persons body. Stealing a persons sanity, leaving them in nothing but hollow pain. To lose your mind, inch by inch and not be able to do anything about it is a road to definite…