|Am I connected?|
Me? I care. Maybe. Or I just sit on my ergonomic chair, and wallow in nothingness.
But to think of, something is there. I just turned 30, and many say life is just beginning. Let's see: some office job I had since six years ago; some major sickness that overturned all my predispositions; some renewed faith; and some new relationship matters.
Honestly, I am unsure about tomorrow. Who does? One thing remains - I have this desire for connection. Maybe I can connect by writing again.
I better be good this time.