Everything is super fast-paced. I can still recall being all sleepy last year’s new years eve writing about how 2017 was a painful year to me; still feeling that positive energy I have for the coming year which is 2018. And then days turn into weeks. Weeks quickly turn to months. And before I know it, I am writing everything I had with 2018. The good ones.
I know something has pushed you to click the link to read this. You are probably lost, sad and everything melancholy in between. I don’t know what is causing you so much internal conflict, but I want to be nice so I will still ask you, how are you?
With gloomy eyes, you say you’re alright?