2015 has got to be one of the most exciting for me but for some reason, I’m feeling a bit empty and hollow.
I’ve gone around the world and back. Okay, I lied. I only went to several pockets of the United States, the Caribbean, South America, and Asia.
I am only at peace on the road.
Sometimes when I walk down busy streets, I feel alone. I often wonder what it is about life that makes me so sad. And so disheartened. It is people. What is it about them?
But perhaps it is because I’m afraid of the world seeing my true self. And me myself.
Fear is crippling. Isn’t it?