A year and a half ago I was absolutely sure that I won't laugh again. The traumatic (love) life experience with T was just too much that it clouded most times of my day.
Then some struck of miracle happened this weekend. For the first time in quite a while, I was laughing again. Moreover, I, for the first time, wasn't afraid to lay down, and waste away the time, without worrying too much about remembering the tragedy of the past.
Have I finally moved on? I have a feeling that....slowly I have.
Then some struck of miracle happened this weekend. For the first time in quite a while, I was laughing again. Moreover, I, for the first time, wasn't afraid to lay down, and waste away the time, without worrying too much about remembering the tragedy of the past.
Have I finally moved on? I have a feeling that....slowly I have.
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