kind of away into a poem } new poem-From an August’s return
Recently the thought of reconnecting with people from my past has been on my mind a lot. Although I am way better than a year ago, the thought of this instills a sense of panic for me. A panic I am quite familiar with but not as loud, thank God.
Socially, I’ve always seen myself behind myself, concerned how awkward I would come off. Usually this would seem to be an issue related to a phobia towards new situations or the unknown; however, for me heading into something I have very little experience with does not instill ant kind of panic. Read more













