Just thinking about where I was in life this time last year:
Seemingly found the love of my life.
My best friend experienced a tragedy that set a soul free.
I was closer with God than ever before.
To think I was so well rooted, I thought I had a flawless start to a fresh new year.
This year, I grew my closest to God I had ever been, then the farthest.
My pessimism focuses on the depravity I was stricken with but there was so so so much good that came out of the year.
New Life and Summertime.
I'm closer with my real friends than ever before.
I've made some new amigos.
I've come to humble myself and my imperfections much more than before, realizing failure is a constant part of me, yet I shall resist it to the best of my extent.
I'm much more spontaneous.
My love life is fickle, more so than ever before.
I'm not where I was spiritually last year.
But I have a feeling I'm where I need to be.
And things will go uphill soon enough.