There has been some heartbreaking news I had to face with my family. But the horror has now settled into something more hopeful and positive for everyone. Thanks for that. Still, the fact remains that I now have a hard time figuring out how many days, weeks, months it has been. I'm just... lost.
It's almost six in the evening where I am and I just took a break from a day filled with attempts at starting to work. Said news mentioned above has been so shattering that I have to rethink my life and what the future holds for me. But I'll be fine. I just don't know anymore if what I'm doing now counts to that future, whatever it is.
I recently got a car. Well, my sister made it hella easy for me to get one. (We're) actually getting it. I love her to bits. My sister and my niece's are the only faces I need to remember when I feel so beat up and ready to give up. Real talk. If you can get a set like them, get one. (I actually don't want a car. They're expensive and they live off fossil fuels but sufficient prodding from the sibling made me relent.)
This blog has been dead for a while. Only reviving it because I need a legitimate outlet to let go of a lot of feels I have right now. So if you're up for it, go subscribe or something. Let's do this. There might be a lot of crying.