Comfortzone Stories

It focused on love, hope, inner thoughts, despair. This will serve as my comfort zone, to write what's on my mind. I do hope this short poem will reach your heart and comfort you as well.

A broken screen. A failed interview. And a voice from past I tried to leave behind. Kang So-eun thought she could survive the cold, bright lights of Seoul on her own. But when her reality shatters-literally-on the sidewalk of her dream company, she's rescued by the last person she expected to see: Han Eun-gyeol. He was the boy next door. The one with the quiet smile and the mysterious scar on his hand. Now, ten years later, he's back in her life, but they aren't the children who used to chase reflections in the puddles anymore. Can they mend their broken pieces, or are some reflections meant to stay in the past?

A few handwritten haikus to break writer's block and test the waters

I just tried. beg for criticism and suggestions

Have time to read it

How long can she wait for me? I'm really thankful because she has a lot of patience but what if one day she loses it? How long she can have patience. Does patience is the key to work things out? Patience in Problems. Patience in Herself. Patience in Me. Will this work out?

Just someone who could never get out of the comfort zone or perhaps didn't want to.

I might do small doodles in this but I'm mostly ranting about my day, something that pissed me off, a show or thing I love, and so on and so forth!!

In adjustment of the Covid-19 pandemic, these six will strive to find comfort in the chaos. - Entering senior year, Monique and Justin manage to maintain their status as subtle frenemies. Even working together on the school papers is enough to add more fuel to the fire, if not for the help of three mutual friends. But when a global crisis cuts all access to their daily drug, changes are meant to be made. And with the return of an old friend, how will they face the upcoming breakdowns if it all is just the start of a new normal? ncallioa © 2021

random things that I wanted to share, cause why not

All the prompts I write may not be related or be tied to a specific genre. In doing this I hope to get a grasp of my own writing style. Enjoy ;)

A poem concerning the topic of feeling numb,detached and about life.

I cannot stand people. That's the truth. I go places by myself because of this. I'm trying to enjoy my own peace, my own space, and some fools just have to come in acting like they own everything. Sitting at the dog park, reading my book, trying to mind my business, and here they come-telling me what my dog should or shouldn't do. Hello? It's a dog park. Dogs are allowed to sniff, run, and do their thing. My dog wasn't aggressive. He was just being a dog. But these people? Absolute chaos. Can't even read the damn signs. Can't respect boundaries. So what did I do? I got in my car, left everything open, slammed the door, and let them know exactly how I feel. Go the f*** away. Handle your own business. Read the signs. Common sense doesn't seem to exist for some people. If you're going to walk your dog, walk it around the park. Don't come in here acting like you're the authority. My dog is fine. The park is fine. You? The problem. This is exactly why I do my own thing. Handle my own business. Stay out of other people's space. Keep your nonsense to yourself. People like this make it impossible to enjoy the simplest things. Some people just cannot comprehend respect, boundaries, or common sense. And I refuse to shrink or excuse their stupidity. I'm done being polite. I'm done explaining. I'm done letting people ruin my space. My dog, this park, my peace-untouchable. If you can't understand that, the problem isn't me. It's you. F*** them.

Violet is back trying to navigate what it means to actually have a love life. Leo is adamant about being together but is she ready, is she emotionally available enough to be intimate with someone else and not hurt/ break him (or herself). Or will she remain shut off from the world of romance and relationships and keep herself perpetually unavailable but ultimately safe and in her comfort zone?

True love is painful. True love is not always sunshine and rainbows. True love is full of heartaches. Yet true love is the most wonderful gift, one can bring even in eternity. A.N. Hope you like it. Mwuah mwuah luv luv💙

A poem about moments of clarity and self reflection.

Join me and follow my journey around the world. You'll be a part of all the life lessons I learn along the way. This book entails my thoughts on my journey as well as my post-holiday thoughts. In this book, I find myself questioning my life decisions, and if I continue to make the right ones. Do you think I made the right decisions?

here, i place the words i am unable to express. let this be my comfort zone, a place where i vent out all my hidden feelings. it won't necessarily touch hearts, it won't necessarily meet standards but it will be my place. where i lay and where i feel at ease.