Apathy grew while trusting others vanishes into thin air. Going back to north, I felt what is freedom. When I cried inside the car at least I am coping. Misunderstood, yes, but it is better to explore oneself for us to have this idea of when to fight so that winning will be possible. Losing sometimes in the game of being real need not to be seen by many. Maybe choosing battles will be better to come up with great ideas and strategies. Getting into my car, locking the door and hitting the gas can bring me places that will surprise me.
Today and whenever I want, I will take a rest and breath for a while.