Sometimes, time stutters but leaves you a trail of dust the minute it feels like it. And how it has already touched the early part of September, when spring is slowly but surely edging out the chilly months of winter. It wasn’t that long ago it seems, that i was still in the midst of struggling, albeit like a runner running towards the finishing line; but with the finishing line backing off at the same time.

A big change people say, a huge leap of faith. It sounds so cliched, so overused but really, everything happens for a reason. You live life once, you live for it, you live to make it good, to make it worthwhile and make it worth living for. To live a life doing things that drives you through the thinnest of times, that brings joy through the toil and tears, isn’t this what everybody is searching for?

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