Petrichor

Hey you.

Hey you.

Take a break.

Stop scrolling. Keep your phone aside.

Breathe. Calm your senses.

Don't think about that model with rainbow eyes.

Yours are better. They sparkle without any make up.

Get up from the bed.

Look at yourself in the mirror.

How long have you been this dead?

Have a glass of water. Think.

The water colors have long gone dry; the brushes rough.

You can hear your sketchbooks cry from the top shelf.

Bring it down, dust it. It's not that tough.

Look around. There's nothing to be proud of a messy room.

Percy and Annabeth aren't alive anymore.

Harry has probably lost his broom

By now.

Your journal knows how lonely you are, but you're only interested in fake friends.

Give yourself some time, and write.

Pour your heart out, unveil your guilty pleasures. Just write.

Paper doesn't judge you as much as you judge yourself, you know.

Brew yourself some coffee. Add some extra sugar.

Take a random book, even if you have read it before.

Have you noticed that it's raining? You used to love rain.

Maybe not the rain, but the petrichor.

Open the Word Document you saved ages ago.

Finish that damned musing about the guy who broke your heart.

Type out your hatred for him and the love for your cats.

Fix your pieces part by part.

Play the music loud without worrying about neighbors.

Sing till your throat is sore.

Dance like your fucking life depends on it.

Just please, please, do yourself some favors.

Finish your pending project. You have to get an A.

Call your best friend and tell her you love her.

Hug your mom and make her some tea.

Post your doodles for the internet to see.

Because, come on, they're better than most of the bullshit up there.

You love nights, don't you?

Come see the stars, they shine so brightly.

The moon is waving at you, the breeze loves you.

Take a deep breath.

Smile, not for the sake of it, but truly.

Cry till your eyes are swollen shut

Love with whatever you have,

Laugh till your tummy hurts.

Because the world needs you, and you're a beautiful being.

Do you know that you glow when you're happy?

Pick yourself up and start anew.

Brew yourself another cup of coffee,

if you love it so much.

Everything will turn out okay.

I promise.

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Hello there!

I was going through a rough time and was, like, really inactive for the last few months. I finally managed to get over my art block and write something. :D I'm pretty satisfied with it, mainly because it feels like I'm talking to myself, ahahaha. :)

Also, 1k+ reads, my god. Thank you so much! :D

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~R