A Pause in my Story
The Last Line For Now There comes a time in every journey when the road that once felt familiar begins to look uncertain, when the things that once brought comfort start to feel heavy in the hands. I have reached such a point now—a crossroads where my thoughts no longer flow the way they used to, where my heart hesitates before it speaks, and where the words that once carried me now feel too fragile to hold. Every story has an ending, every melody eventually finds its final note, and every string—no matter how tightly it is played—must one day loosen and rest. I believe that time has come for me as well. For the past months, life has been heavier than usual. The days have felt long, the nights even longer, and the thoughts running through my mind have become too tangled to turn into sentences. Sadness has settled itself quietly within me, not with loud cries but with a silent insistence that changes everything in its path. It clouds decisions, slows steps, and dims the colours of...
