In The Waiting

I have been holding back from writing a lot lately simply because I wanted to do some observations and have proper understanding about what's happening around me but I seem to be hitting a wall.

This is not a wall of in-creativity, but rather a sense to hold me back from unleashing much of my disappointments that I have discovered while being back here. I simply do not want to write about the negatives of my experiences here but so many things seems to point towards that direction.

I have always been taught in scripture to carefully hold my tongue but it has been rather difficult because the disappointments that comes my way seems to lure me into judgement and condemnation. It is sad to say almost that this place brings out the worst in me.

The atmosphere here is damping to my body, such that I never felt such lethargy that leaves me uninterested in doing anything, or simply just feeling like I cannot do much at all.