overthinking

  • The Conference Room

    There is no time to sit idle when the world is spinning round and round. She arrived carrying a suitcase, a laptop, and a mind that had no intention of staying where her body had been placed. The hotel lobby buzzed with polished shoes gliding across marble floors, rolling suitcases announcing new arrivals, and conversations…

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  • There is a strange kind of silence that only writers hear. It doesn’t sound like silence at all. It sounds like an empty room where people were laughing five minutes ago. I never thought I would run out of things to say. Writers joke about writer’s block the way fishermen joke about rain. It exists.…

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  • There is a sickness most people do not talk about. Not because it is rare.Because it is rewarded. It wears expensive clothes.It gets promotions.People clap for it at award ceremonies.They call it discipline.Drive.Dedication.Leadership. But if we are honest, ambition is not always a gift.Sometimes it is a parasite. A living thing attached to your nervous…

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  • People who had access to you never really understood how unavailable you were to the rest of the world… until they became the rest of the world. That version of you… it felt easy, didn’t it? Before all of this. Before the awareness.Before the language.Before you started dissecting your own existence like it was something…

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