Words by Zain

Life ain’t always what it seems to be; I try to play the game but it always blacks out again.
People stay trying to bring me down and no matter how hard I try to maintain that beautiful smile on my face, somehow it all just fades away.

Personal Assistants: A Distraction or something else ?

I watched the battery drop from 5% to 3%, then 1%. And I did nothing. I let it die. No frantic search for a charger, no last-minute attempt to preserve its life. Just… silence.

Let them find me. Let me find them. Let us recognize each other in this vast, endless world, so I do not have to feel like I am wandering alone anymore.

The first drop hits my skin like a whisper, warm, delicate, a promise of what’s to come. Then, the downpour begins.