#43: New Year

Okay so I know this is long overdue ( but to be fair, I did write it on Jan 1st, just lost the sheet) but here’s a kind of writing piece about the year? I don’t know but yeah.

I loved the feeling of tears behind my eyelids, the exhilarating wind making my hair spread itself like fuzz after laundry, like flames after a fire, like water after a flood. I loved the rain droplets on my head, loved the cold, cold stream of water from that small little nook on the corner of the place off the street.

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