This Comfort: Recent Episodes
Haziq Ariffin
Watching my thoughts like rolling clouds in the sky, giving them shapes and form, seeing them morph.
Often I don't give myself the value and worth I deserve. With that, I naturally slip into playing the supporting role.
Recently started practicing yoga. Penned down some words and reflections. Practicing mindfulness and writing more about less negative experiences.
May you fall in love with someone who knows your worth. May you find the kind of love that won't use you to fill their emptiness. Then perhaps you wouldn't need to write poems such as this.
A lovely poem written by a friend. I thought it would be fresh to read out words that weren't my own. Hope you liked it as much as I did.
Words words words, and my obsession with them. How they comfort me, but also swallow me.
A short prose exploring the personification of weather, and its relationship to man. The, at times, unpredictable temperament of water - between peaceful and powerful is explored.
As I was cycling home on a summer night, the rain came pouring down. One of the most refreshing moments of the year. It felt like a blessing, and I shared it with a fellow rider on the road.
A piece about finding new ground and roots. That constant question of identity: where is home and who am I?
I started developing a dry cough that may or may not have been induced by my anxiety. Regardless, it definitely started a vicious cycle. Unable to stop the cough gave me more anxiety, which then made the cough harsher. I had to practice calming myself through mindful breathing. I needed time and space.
There are times when I have an overwhelming sense of the anxiety and depressive episode that has not yet but will surely arrive on my shores. This piece explores that feeling.