Saturday, 30 December 2023

2023

Sitting here thinking about the year gone. It had a different ring to it, 2023, 'the Year 2023'. Gains and losses. Beautiful friendships found this year, connections made from afar, and love lost. I haven't been myself for probably half of this year. At times, I thought the Universe wishes to kill me. But all it did was make me shift move, adjust. And I'm still alive. Still breathing. Still feeling. Still trying to find the blessings behind each hurdle. 

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