6am thoughts.

So in a flash, 1/3 of the year has gone. I have done so much and yet everyday seems so fresh so new and so uncertain. I have met so many new people, but miss the old ones. I walk with a slight limp now and I sleep on the floor at night. It's like scattering the chess pieces of a game you have been playing for the last 5 years. Feels like a dream come true, sometimes a nightmare but I have to keep going keep going and hope for the best. And try my very best.