where did the past go?
i'm just randomly searching for jobs.
came across a job at refugee action kingston, in London.
it's just like ARKH.
i feel just how i was 5 years ago, trying to find something to do, some random job.
but i'm older.
i still have no direction.
there's something about refugees and asylum seekers that stirs something inside me.
ARKH was such a big part of my life.
i miss it.
i miss the life that i had.
missing mr k.
but it's good. i'm doing good. it's not easy, but staying strong.
losing interest in my work, in life. i find no passion in myself to do anything, to see anyone.
what is the way out?
i'm just randomly searching for jobs.
came across a job at refugee action kingston, in London.
it's just like ARKH.
i feel just how i was 5 years ago, trying to find something to do, some random job.
but i'm older.
i still have no direction.
there's something about refugees and asylum seekers that stirs something inside me.
ARKH was such a big part of my life.
i miss it.
i miss the life that i had.
missing mr k.
but it's good. i'm doing good. it's not easy, but staying strong.
losing interest in my work, in life. i find no passion in myself to do anything, to see anyone.
what is the way out?
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