the tortured souls department

home, Penang - April ‘24

5 · 28 April ‘24

it feels like things are flowing with ease for me at present: steady workload, propects, variety, energy. movement, seemingly constant.

yet on many days i still have this nagging weight - a voice that says i’m not doing enough, that i’ve failed. the coulds, woulds and shoulds.

this juggling act isn’t pleasant, a constant moving between states (maybe they’re complicit). i also see that there’s a part of this equation that’s out of our control - externalities and moments we can’t foresee or truly prepare for.

therein lies the dance, and so it goes.