March Marched, Mmkay!

As last year.

Agonizingly bittersweet. 

Bittersweet because I had plans. We had plans. And we weren't able to pursue them just yet. 

Bittersweet, because I had fun some of those days. The feeling of incompleteness was there, the confusion, the heartache for a lot of different reasons, I'm not denying any of them but I had to handle things the best way I can.  I've never been that good in dealing with my life. I'm still a coward, as I've always been.

It's the last day of March. And I'm still lost.

But enough of all that drama. I'm still happy and blessed.