For evermore

You know there this feeling of unfamiliarity when you finish a sit-com and then decide to rewatch a few of its first episodes. Same characters that you’ve seen before, who felt like family but different feelings this time. When I look at us, we all have changed in the past few years, some have lost their spark, some others found heaven inside another’s eyes, some changed directions, some stopped, some went ahead, some lived, some died inside, some cared, some didn’t, some have changed colors, while some lost theirs. And it’s somehow scary that I don’t even recognize this version of me in the mirror. Think I wanna get back to poetry…

It was my longest absence since that last year’s August, and let me tell you I heard my bones crash under the pressure that was on me. But I’m back again, I’ll start to relive every moment left untouched. I’ll read books, actually I left Donna Tart’s secret history half-read. I’m happy to see myself back💖

It’s 3rd of December all over again, Maybe this year wasn’t the one that the sweater was given to you. But even if you’re feeling like you’re an old cardigan, under someone’s bed, a person would put you on and say you are their favorite. Or maybe even if you are like the scarf that was left in their sisters house, but deep down you know that they kept it all these years because it reminds them of innocence and it smells like you… All these were said just to come to this conclusion that, if you’re a lonely soul who celebrates Heather’s day I wish you all the love. But if you got a sweater this year, I hope your love always remains as warm and cozy as the sweater you have on right now. Love, Amirreza🧣🧶💛

Taste of a freshly baked cinnamon roll mixed up with the sharpness of pumpkin spice It’s no secret that I admire autumn the most, and since I was working almost-full-time last summer, I made a promise to myself that I’ll live and appreciate every second of fall as it’s probably the last one I’ll get to experience in Tehran. Speaking of Tehran, I’ve mentioned earlier that spring and autumn stick the most out of this city’s beauty. Long story short, I failed to keep my promise, as my life in the past season couldn’t even be considered as life. But it’s ok, sometimes you have to play with the rules life offers you. As the Autumn fades into December, just wanted to have one last pumpkin spice and cinnamon roll… May the winter be a little more gentle this year🤍

There are these random periods of time spread throughout my life, in which I obsess over a specific artist’s discography. And for a long time that artist was Adele, and even though she has so many masterpieces in her career but some of her works still remain unappreciated. This song being one of them…

It’s been a week since I wrote how much I needed a holiday, and the university’s have been closed since then. I’m physically in a better condition(except the part that I’m fighting for my life because of the good relationship of asthma and pollution) but mentally… there’s not much of a progress. Which made me realize that maybe this is the nature of the state that I’m in right now and it’ll pass as I walk into newer chapters of my life(hopefully).

Honestly I’m drowned in anxiety tonight so there’s not much to write about. This was the viral cucumber sushi roll that was all over the instagram feed last year, and I just tried making it.

And I definitely didn’t miss the chance on getting back to my journal

Life was given back to me today🌻 Seems like all I needed to bring my corpse back to breathing. And I didn’t even do anything extraordinary. Cooked a meal, studied a little bit, watered the flowers and made myself some matcha flavored chocolate which tasted like a piece of heaven. Had my self-care thing which is supposed to be daily but it was like a month since the last time I’ve done it. I basically lived a normal life today and I’m hell of grateful for it💛