A lot has been on my mind lately. It’s quite a mess, to be honest.
Nothing is going terribly wrong in my life, to be honest. My studies are ok, my financial entanglements are finally coming to an end, I have good friends.
But there is something missing.
I’m not sure what it is, but there’s an empty space in my life. It’s been there for a while now, looking at me like some kind of predator, waiting for the right moment to strike at me. The problem is, it never does, it just keeps being there, in the shadows, deep enough for me to act like it’s not really there, but close enough to the surface to make sure I don’t forget it’s there, watching me, bugging me, even tormenting me sometimes.
And I can’t help but think about it.