• Life,  Musings

    The Bed at the End of the World

    A personal reflection on a lifelong relationship with death — from childhood fascination to teenage obsession, from cinematic awakenings to adult burnouts. This essay explores how death became a metaphor, a shadow, a presence, and eventually a strange companion. And how light, once a comfort, became something to fear. It is a meditation on survival, shadow, self, and the slow return to life through words.