I’ve been at a loss of focus for being home this long, almost battling a feeling of claustrophobia. I decide to turn off my phone for good and gather all the things that have been keeping me awake at night. In front of me lies a senseless puzzle of self identity. at last I see that what makes me uncomfortable isn’t this place or the distractions, it’s my inability to accept what i cannot control
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I’ve been at a loss of focus for being home this long, almost battling a feeling of claustrophobia. I decide to turn off my phone for good and gather all the things that have been keeping me awake at night. In front of me lies a senseless puzzle of self identity. at last I see that what makes me uncomfortable isn’t this place or the distractions, it’s my inability to accept what i cannot control