New job, new city, new hobbies. New roommates, new apartments, new neighbourhoods. Some old ties. Lots of smiles. Crazy experiences. Lots of new people. Lots of people from the past as well. Lots of worries. Lots of things that didn’t quite go through. Quite a few things that fell apart.
My gap year where I discovered myself after college. Where I collected my bearings. Learnt to laugh, to feel, to trust and believe.
It’s been a good year.