Days

In life, days started to break down into good days and bad days…

Good ones are those when I feel almost like a normal human being, in spite of everything (e.g. that I haven’t been outside for more than a month). It’s hard to explain, probably, but I feel like I can function, and be myself.

Bad ones are when there is “Friends” (which I saw like 1 million times) chatting on the background to keep me company, and I can’t think straight most of the time and I struggle to find somewhere deep inside me the reason for the good mood, positivity, and of course for me and my life.

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