Childhood

During my childhood, I did not live in a bubble of some sort. I was somewhat worn out and badly needed to sleep, but at the same time I was busy observing the world and the people around me. Life by itself was an intriguing conundrum for me. I didn't quite understand myself and the purpose of my existence. Why am I feeling this way? Why am I not fitting with other kids? investigating myself. Despite my desire to play, deep down I knew that the toys were just soulless tools. How can I be happy at the expense of fooling myself? I never dreamed as a child—I stayed wide a w a k e.

🦅 Esubalew Abera Nigussie