If all you see is a transaction, then God help you. Your career is about obsession, sacrifice and identity or have you lived, have you really surfed the wave? There are only 2 ways of learning, you study or you do. Some don't do either of these.

10 years of life and then everything starts dying, slowly. I died every hour, every moment of my life. But why am I not truly living? I can't witness death. If I ever have to die please it be a sudden death dear Lord. I have not been here only to die. I'll live, nothing else will matter now.

Dependence doesn't make you weak, it only makes you human.

I punch out everyday defying the learning being enforced in me by my dopamine releasing neurotransmitters, do you think that I'll let it go? No, I am a teacher. I'll teach and you'll fucking learn. So you goddamn pray that I do not call it 'the day'.

For everything you've done, you deserve this honorable closure, it is the least I can do for both of us. But you'll always be with me in many ways, your regal heart has left uncountable impressions which are here to linger for a while. Always within me.

my fridge hums on an already bad day, a low grief. Then a text pops and the humming fades. The day rearranges. That is what survives, not fleeting shadows. What sustains is what is worked upon, what is concrete. What is built to endure.