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I was in Quebec for a month. I was with the best people. They were amazing hosts. Took me to beautiful places, played fun games, and cooked delicious food. But I felt alone and life felt pointless. I came to Toronto, to stay with my close friends. We eat good food, have fun and shop together. But I feel alone and life is pointless. Is there ever going to be a time when I feel at ease? Is this just a false sense of alarm and unease that my brain is creating for me? Is this unhappiness from within? 

Friedrich Nietzsche - On the Genealogy of Morals

Time shall heal.

Confused.

Lockdown Journal

Reclaiming a safe space

Citizenship Amendment Act and the fickle minds behind it

Newton

Book Review: River of Smoke

Working as a student leader

Time

Failure is easy

Eating with Rabindranath Tagore