Sunday Mourning
not a cry for help, just fascinated with death and what comes next so i like to write about it.
Sat down in the pews of a cathedral Hoping I would feel something greater than myself. The only thing I felt Was the weight of the world on my shoulders
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Ashley Lima
I think about writing more than I write, but call myself a writer as opposed to a thinker.
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Become a paid subscriber to get access.Not much to say since you said it all. The pain from falling down stairs last week and breaking a disc puts me in touch with the temporariness of things.
Big Easter mood. Sending love and hoping weight comes off your shoulders this season 💕