I Am Fine

There is a universal truth we all have to face, whether we want to or not: everything eventually ends. As much as I’ve looked forward to this day, I’ve always disliked endings. Last day of summer, the final chapter of a great book, parting ways with a close friend. But endings are inevitable. Leaves fall, we close the book, you say good-bye. Today is one those days for us. Today we say good-bye to everything that was familiar, everything that was comfortable. We’re moving on. But just because we’re leaving and that hurts, there are some people who are so much a part of us, they’ll be with us no matter what. They are our solid ground, our North Star, and the small clear voices in our hearts that will be with us. Always. I hate that feeling when you randomly feel depressed. There is no warning, no apparent reason. It just happens. You feel empty, and you feel hopeless. And you just feel tired. As if you never want to move again. Then when someone asks you what's wrong, you can't say because there is nothing that comes to mind. Then you start thinking of what it could be, and you realize just how much is wrong. You know that feeling? Yeah, it sucks.