Dearly Beloved, I have been unproductive after promising the world then I went silent. Well, I have the words to write but whenever I see that text cursor blinking my mind goes blank. It’s very frustrating since I have a lot to say but nothing to say at the same time. Maybe by the end of this piece, I will have found something, anything to say! How can one become so bounded By choices that somebody else makes? How come we've both become a version Of a person we don't even like? I’ve been growing lately. Growing more accustomed to the voices in my head. I do wonder where they come from or maybe they are part of who I am. But they have been voicing some of the deep intricacies that I carry around. I try to bring them to life and I can say that I have been very daring lately. But as much as I have grown, I do not like some parts of who I have become. I am not me and yet I am so who is this other figure. We're in love with the world But the world just wants to b...