Hi, I’m emotionally constipated
In a week(!!!), one final train to Bangkok with my bags, leaving behind much more than I can carry. So much time was absolutely wasted, squandered fantasizing about this day. Now that it is approaching, nothing feels right. Nope nope nope nope nope. Shit. Expectation of this transition: me, blubbering on a whim, inconsolable mess.… Read More Hi, I’m emotionally constipated