Note: Last night, I found myself rifling through almost a decade of my life; in the form of images saved from the internet, photos, poems, narrated thoughts – a collection of inspiration, reflection and memories, I guess. I found some pretty interesting pieces of writing which I’d like to share – this one was originally written […]
what the fuck is a normal life?
who sets the standards?
are normal people the ones who don’t stop and wonder and question their normality?