but I'd be lying if I ever say that I don't sit back, late at night, wondering about what could've been, if things went how we thought they were going to be.
not what we are used to. Some are working from home, some aren't working at all. Some have something to look forward to, some nothing at all. Oh! How I miss those early mornings of the summer. How I wish we get to go outside and breath some fresh morning breeze. I miss it.
Every morning I wake up, missing you even more, wondering if there's an act of kindness for me. Because that's what I am dependant on now, when there is no control whatsoever in my hands.
You see the door. You know the other side is better than this side. But while going through it, you are sure you are going to face your demons and have to bear some unbearable pain. Is the other side convincing enough for you to take the first step?
what else is there? Why did I go through everything that I went through? Just to go through it? I don't think so. There must be a higher calling. Maybe not comprehensible. Guess we'll find out.
These thoughts, man, I can't comprehend how complicated they are. They are always on my mind, but become more chaotic when I am doing nothing but thinking. Sitting idle, doing nothing, just by myself, at peace, seems to be a long shot!