My dad is dead. The song loops. Inhale. Sip. My dad is dead. It doesn’t matter in what order it happens, the narrative still stays the same. This isn’t a pity sob story about the girl who went on an adventure, found herself, and then lost her dad. There is no story here to tell … Continue reading The Narrative
Author: makz.quest
Day 4: Walk>Stand
The last few months had been a roller coaster; everything that could have possibly gone wrong, went wrong. My Life chose to take itself to the edge of a cliff, and it chose to jump off -- for reasons that I am still trying to figure out. But nevertheless, my Life did just that, it … Continue reading Day 4: Walk>Stand
Day 3: Conveyor of Life
And so, there I was, staring at the staircase of my future. Instead of reporting to my new office building, I found myself at the doorsteps of head office, frozen in fear, envisioning that figurative master piece of a conveyor belt that now physically appeared in front of me. I felt the globus sensation thickening … Continue reading Day 3: Conveyor of Life
Day 2: Candid Chains
It was a hot and shrewd early August morning. I remember waking up knowing, instinctively, that today was going to be the day that I was going to take the largest leap of my life. As I got into my car, geared with a hot brew of coffee ready to tackle on another school year … Continue reading Day 2: Candid Chains
Day 1: Clicking Restart
Call it a mid-life crisis...a quarter-life crisis...or call it whatever you want but just weeks before my big 3-0 I found myself croushing over, hyperventilating, as cold sweat bubbles formulated around my hairline. Is this really it?! Am I actually, really turning 30?! What have I done with my life?! Is it all enough?! I … Continue reading Day 1: Clicking Restart
The Prologue
Thirty. Thirrrrr-tyyyy. Thirty? Thirty! 30. No matter what way I write it. It still sounds exactly the same. I… am…. thirty. As the months, weeks, days, minutes, seconds and - well even milliseconds - were winding down to my final farewell of my 20s, I knew that I was going to be entering one of … Continue reading The Prologue