Right now, the future looks a little bleak. I’m talking about after the quarantine thing is over. I have a lot to do in a seemingly little bit of time.
Maybe I’m not thinking positively enough or trying to short change my timeline.
How long does it actually take to get your life back on track?
How long does the pain of betrayal take to go away?
Do you ever get rid of that nagging feeling that this is all your fault?
Life has a way of taking your plans and making mince meat of them, so I guess I’ll just keep working diligently and hope for the best.