November 27, 2023


Dear ghost,

I am never home. Even as I enter the door, the room seems like a failed facade of what I dreamt of. Even as I lay on the bed, I am never there. Only the shell of my existence remain, while I venture in my wonderland. I am never there. Thus, I can only hope that I eventually find my heart. For home is where the heart is.

Yours even as I fear to be.