"Inadequate is how I feel."

""Make a change so that you don’t feel like dying" she said."

The morning.

It was then that I realised how cold we had gotten, how unattentive we had grown to everyday beauty; when that morning actually, genuinely for the first time felt like a new morning. When was the last time you felt it? With no thoughts left behind from the night before, no thoughts about what you might do, but just the pure emotive response you could have to the end of nightfall and the light of the day - the moon getting ready to set on the west and the light of the sun slowly showing itself on the eastern sky.