random drabbles and short stories

ad astra per aspera

every night, i find myself staring at the stars.

i stare at these gleaming sparks of energy

as a form of consolement. 

life is hard.

it's supposed to be hard.

yes, i don't want to continue with college.

yes, i don't want to find love again.

yes, my partner left me.

yes, i'm going through a miscarriage.

but it doesn't matter,

because i've always been told i'll get through it.

all of it.

i'll get through my problems.

i've always been told,

"ad astra per aspera."

- through hardships to the stars