“You see what kills your body, but you don’t see what kills your soul.” – Lacey Sturm
I feel like I’m on hiatus of late, waiting for something to show or someone to come. I can’t quite figure out who or what. And I for sure can’t figure out how or when. My current vices being impatience, frustration, and affliction. Making new lazing routines, like taking the day (more apt, the week) off, and counting the rain.