deck the halls

Just a year ago, I was sitting in this very place and I rmb feeling very empty and lonely.

A year on, this place is still lovely. Am I still lonely? Certainly. But it is not that empty. I feel like I’m more loved and that I certainly feel good about the year ahead.

But a little part of me can’t for the life me decipher how I feel. It’s like it’s refusing to believe and is distracted with everything. Sigh.

This place is still pretty. Maybe it should be a tradition.

Bye.