Continuation of previous post. This time on my hands doesn’t feel so good. I feel as though I was supposed to be doing something, but I can’t remember what. I feel disoriented and clumsy. I feel out of place. I’m filled with a sensation which feels familiar but I can’t recognize, like a face inRead more
Continuation of The Difference of Awareness, pt 2. That night I had one of the worst moments of my life. The day went on kind of fine, even though I kept on checking my heartbeat every five minutes, just to make sure my heart was in fact still beating. I remember I had a driving classRead more
I have been thinking about this for a while, but after a short conversation with my boyfriend last night it acquired a new shape. The thing is, I feel like I’m stuck in this phase of my life without doing nothing.Read more
I’m about to write one of those posts that I can only write when I’m upset, and it probably won’t make sense even to me when I’m fine again. I’m out-of-my-mind upset, so I can’t imagine what the result will be.Read more
Namaste! I'm Mariachiara, a 25-year-old who always carries a pen and a notebook in her bag. I write, drink tea, do yoga, and find myself over and over again.