Mayday

I am that person. The person who leaves only 4 nuts in the nut jar. Yes, that is me. Perpetual “half-empty”me. Well, more than half and almost whole. I am not whole. I do not feel whole. Not yet. 2016 was a rough year for many people and by far it has been one of my worst. I am still in recovery mode. It slammed me in the face and sunk my soul. My eyes are open and through my eyes I see images that bring to me nothing but worry and fear, but that can’t be all that there is to life. Can it? Is the joy manufactured and fake? I can’t believe that. It’s real. Deep down inside, the joy is real.

Hi blog land. These are my deep thoughts.

*cue Joy Division