Paranoia
September 23, 2021It’s been forever when I checked, and autumn leaves I’m now ready to collectThe time is tricky, yet I love it deeplyShall I have to lose myself completely? It’s been forever since I loved that strongly,But it seems I’m always doing it wrongly, A little flower finally ready to bloom, But left alone with no choice, but to gloom. My paranoia here loves me more, I am a stranger, exactly like before.
Been Through
It’s been 13 years since I started this what now became a routine to write during the small night hours. My mom always jokes that as I was born at 3:50am, I have a birth night, not birthday. And let…
Amairo Log: We Just Go Hard
“Notice that autumn is more the season of the soul than of nature.” ― Friedrich Nietzsche Namastē, dear reader! Welcome back to this forgotten place! It is again Sunday and I am yet again ready to share some thoughts while…
Sunday times
“And all the lives we ever lived and all the lives to be are full of trees and changing leaves…” Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse I’m slowly beginning to feel that the autumn is coming our way. With September already…
Hello September
It always amuses me how fast the time flies. It was May and suddenly it is already September. I will always associate September with school, even though I’m not going to school anymore. The atmosphere is so magical, to see…
Amairo Log: We lost the summer
It is the end of the holiday season. The last day of August is here and autumn is slowly arriving and ready to knock on the door and make everything gold brown. Nights are slightly cooler and windy, but in…
Exodus
This evening I was looking at the meaning under “escapism”. Google says “the tendency to seek distraction and relief from unpleasant realities, especially by seeking entertainment or engaging in fantasy”. My every day reality now is so difficult, so unpleasant…
One of Those Nights
“The best bribe which London offers to-day to the imagination is that in such a vast variety of people and conditions, one can believe there is room for persons of romantic character to exist, and that the poet, the mystic,…
London 2021 Journal #2
It’s my 17th day in the UK today and despite the nice weather I decided to stay home. Felt a bit off this morning when I woke up, my stomach not used to have that much food protested. But it’s…
London 2021 Journal #1
Today is my third day since I have arrived in London and let me tell you, the heat is awful. And yes, this is coming by a person used to live in almost 40 degrees Celsius in Bulgaria. But here,…
Amairo Log: Spirit
You called us out, out of the darknessInto your love, into your lightGrace upon grace, beauty for ashesYou come to us, we come alive “Your Spirit” by Tasha Cobbs Leonard I went to my first gospel concert this past Saturday.…
