Day 22 to Thirty: Realization

Nothingness. I don’t know where to go from here. No plans pushed through. I’m nowhere. I can’t travel anymore. I haven’t looked for an audition yet. I don’t feel like doing anything with my life. I can’t even get myself help.

Even writing this blog is getting to me. I’m no longer excited to detail what’s happening on on last days in my twenties.

Keeping a smile on.

I’m alone now.

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  • An attempt to remember.

  • The author and editor would like to thank the visitors of this site for dropping by and taking time to go through the articles.

    These are simply but ramblings of one woman struggling to retain as much youth in a fast-aging world. With her deteriorating senses and memory, this is her way holding on to as much as she can remember.

    The tone of the blog will most-likely change once she shifts to another phase in life. As of the moment, she claims to be at peace while in hibernation.

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