Getting to and staying on Svalbard.
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Villains, Shadows, and My Story: The Crossroads
I’ve reached a point where I feel like any further character development would turn me into a villain in my own story, a while ago, and yet my character keeps evolving. Naturally, this makes me feel like I’m already in my villain arc, but I’m challenged by
One Day.
365 days ago, I received word that a brother lost his battle, and I had nothing but questions. 364 days ago, I had answers — and I was angry. Enraged. Blindly infuriated. 363 days ago, I finally broke, and I had nothing left to say. Fast forward to today, and I
The Event Horizon.
Phobia (noun) — “an extreme or irrational fear or aversion to something” (Oxford English Dictionary, 2025). It is the body’s rebellion against surrender — the mind’s white-knuckled attempt to survive what has already been survived. Phobia is not cowardice; it is memory with muscle. It is the body saying, “Never
How Does That Make You Feel?
“And…? How does that make you feel?” “And, HOW, does that make you feel?” “And how does that make you feel?” “And how does that make you feel?” “And how does that make YOU feel?” “There are days when my brain doesn’t just remember — it replays. My body joins