Elio

Joined December 2023

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London. 97. Scorpio. Writer. Reader.

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The Storm After The Calm
I've looked at my work screen for a few good seconds now and I've uttered nonsenses such as, [inaudible sighing], [inaudible cursing], "I'm tired". Is this all there is to life? If life is such a beautiful word, it often doesn't feel quite like it. In fact, fear implicitly derives from it. Fear of losing your only income, fear of not having enough to survive. Are we made to live and adhere to sets of routines? Get up, eat, work, sleep - repeat. Time doesn't slow down for us but booking that one or two weeks of holiday sure does make an impactful difference. These complicated conundrums of working hard, drained by responsibilities of staying alive is all merely a method of survival than living. Allow me to share insights of two weeks of what life should supposedly be (in my opinion, that is).
By Elio2 years ago in Writers
9 Days of Winter
It was the last evening of us being together as I walked through the cobbled stoned streets of St. Albans on the way to your hotel, I suddenly felt a rush of melancholia slithering through my system. I began to imprint everything in my mind; countless walks we've had together, hands warming each other tucked underneath the pocket of my coat. The bright christmas lights effervescence in your eyes as they sparkled with joy and fondness. Cheeks blooming bright flushes of red and pink as the cold wind grazed our skin. I kept walking, looking around, soaking in the memories we've had through these old historic streets. Conversations we've had that led us to endless laughter and relatable life stories. I could still feel the weight of your hand against mine as I walked us through the crowds because you walked slower than I did, a Londoner, used to the hustle and bustle of this busy life. I've realised that 9 days of winter with you have slowed my life down a little. Appreciating the world we both live in, I was drenched with grateful discoveries. Flashes of gold, silver and purple lights throbbing against bricked walls -- I never used to witness these, but you've made me. 9 days seemed so slow, which was great because I wanted more time with you. Suddenly, the world paused for a few days.
By Elio2 years ago in Poets
Burdened With Glorious Purpose
Loki season 2 has finally ended with the most heart wrenching conclusion. Loki known as the God of Mischief eventually came to terms with his purpose as the God of Stories. Astounded by this character's development in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, I feel that he is a character I relate to the most, and perhaps to many as well.
By Elio2 years ago in Fiction
The Day I Learned That Distance Is Nothing
Moving around have always been a part of my life. Whether it's a new town, new city, new soil. Creating bonds with strangers was challenging. Mainting the bond is almost non-existent. Perhaps this famous quote, 'people come, people go', is applicable to me. I've always wondered why we relate more to people who are miles and miles away from us, but couldn't have that level of connection to those who are only a car ride away. Still, it's a phenomena I questioned almost every day....and night. And then I knew her and I have come to a realisation that distance is just a word.
By Elio2 years ago in Writers