Life’s a Riot, Somehow
written by: Bala
Wandering through the day with pockets full of half-baked courage and badly timed epiphanies, thinking maybe the universe is just a bored intern flipping switches to see who screams first, drifting between the urge to conquer everything and the stronger urge to lie on the floor like a defeated biscuit, noticing how people talk like they’ve cracked life’s code while you’re still searching for the damn instruction manual that never existed, feeling a quiet tug of you’re fine wrestling with the louder thunder of absolutely not, wondering why coffee solves nothing yet remains the only negotiator you trust, carrying invisible bruises from expectations you never signed up for, pretending the plot makes sense when the writer clearly rage-quit a long time ago, moving through the noise with the odd confidence of someone who has no plan but refuses to stop, thinking the point isn’t to win but to avoid becoming a sentient doormat, drifting again, looping back, realising the mess still has a pulse and so do you, stubborn and inconvenient and somehow still pushing forward, not because clarity arrived but because momentum matters even when meaning doesn’t…
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