A short write up on questioning existence.

I came across this poem in my notes and today being a Sunday, I thought of recording this and putting it out there. It’s a summer Sunday and I am recording this at 2pm in the afternoon. I can hear a few birds and the occasional voice of crickets. I can smell the arid summer breeze while...

Hey guys, hope all of you are well. This is a short story I wrote a couple of years ago. Just came across it in my notes and thought I’d record it. Let me know what you think of it. You can reach me at cappedextrovert on Instagram!