I feel like I’m stuck in life right now, but at the same time my life keep processing.
It’s weird.
I’ve meet so many new friends, have had to say goodbye to some and keep on meeting new ones. Just in the spate of 8 months. It has been a lot…. I’m greatful for these past 8 months.
but I’m afraid… afraid of what to come when I have to go back home again














