The first day of Fall. September.
A sheen of grey cloud blocks any blue from the sky. London.
A muted Sunday. A humble silence.
The world sits still and the city sleeps awaiting it's hang over.
I've reached the crescendo of days where I feel my body is falling away from me.
A cold, a flu, a headache, the nagging hormones of my period that pull on every corner of my body.
Ulcers meet sleep deprivation.
As much as I've tried to unify my body and mind today reminds me of