little thought bubbles || vol. 2

Originally Published: October 3, 2025

well, that’s the end of august.

i learned a lot of things this season. i’ve made some new friends, strengthened connections, and i’ve been able to express my fears and emotions in many different ways.

i’ve been able to learn how to grieve for things i lost. i was able to forgive for all the pain i received. i was able to just live, and be happy.

i learned how to up my guard, protect my wellbeing when it’s required. i was more confident in myself, even if i wasn’t perfect.

this winter changed me in a way i didn’t expect. i wonder what’s coming this spring :)

the truth is a bitter medicine , yet it heals.

but what if the truth is unclear? is it still considered medicine?

even though this spring has only began, i can sense the shift in the wind as to what may come.

mysteries yet to be unsolved, answers coagulating as i speak, secrets lying in the midst of my very own.

it’s a delicate dance, not meant for the frail mind.

so will this be the spring to life, or the cold punishment of the past?

and one question still lingers in my mind, “what binds us in this cyclical dance of ambiguity, of the unknown?”

spring is about change.

i feel like things will change, whether for better or for worse. and now, it’s the end of this term.

i’ll finally accept the things that i can’t control, and pursue the things that i can.

i guess it’s all over now.

i guess it’s finally done.

pieces that were once whole

taken apart, slowly but steadily

and while it may be painful like a thorn

it is time to plant a new seed, once and for all

Sincerely, Me (Davo)