Decoding life the way it is. I rant about love,people,
friendships, the changing times, hardships of living, being
good and everything else that is felt by every observant
introvert but lacks words.
The inner monologue continues. It questions, it blames, it shames, it mocks, it just continues to nag me day in and out. It has turned to a parasite and taken control. Totally overpowers me …
