Just like the others, it was a perfect morning. The sun🌞 was glowing in all its brilliance, the clouds☁️ tickling one another as they moved from side to side, the wind🌪 was definitely not going to lag behind as it came with all its glory, carrying along with it the sands of the earth which threatened to sore my flesh😫, my compensation at least was that it remembered to get oxygen from the trees😊.

The outward beauty was immeasurable truly😶🤤, however disappointing that it couldn’t reach the crux of my heart or at the very least give it a reason to smile😔, perfection was probably having a bad day😑.

A walk in the park with a companion👭 might have helped, who knows? But even these companions scarcely came by, and the ones that came by only lasted as long as the morning dew🌫, vanishing in the twinkling of an eye😕; loneliness had gotten the better of me.

Never have my fingers felt so heavy writing a piece, for writing in the moment is different from narrating a story🙂. What can one do when they find themselves in such a fix- Pray? Sulk? Weep? Pretend? All of the above?🤷‍♀️ The war waged in the mind truly surpasses any physical combat🤼‍♂️, getting your thoughts in sync with your emotions and owning up to them is one of the greatest battles that could be won by any man🏋‍♀️.

Winning a battle isn’t always by exchanging blows, sometimes battles are won by letting things be, and doing nothing👩. For indeed it is possible to be alone without being lonely👤, and a walk in the park all by yourself may be all you need to make room for the change you crave.

It was time for the sun to give way for the moon to showcase her beauty🌚, and the stars to erupt in their glory, a silent darkness🌌, a sleepy head😴.

Yours truly,
Anidom❤.