I think I’ve been a little ungrounded lately. Like I’ve lost my anchor, so easily moved emotionally. And you know what I’ve realized? I can find good in almost any situation, learn important lessons through my struggles… and when I can’t, I can still find serenity… but I had never felt that such “maturity” could be so tragic until now.

Something is amiss, and I can’t seem to find a way to find both happiness and comfort. Like a ship on a voyage, no anchor needed.