I’m okay. But if you ask me more, honestly, my days feel strange. There’s something so meaningful missing from my life, but I can’t hold onto it. It’s like carrying a part of myself somewhere, and I feel like I’m floating. I’m confused about what I feel, sadness? emptiness? or maybe just disbelief at everything that’s happening. Time moves so fast, everything changes so quickly, yet I’m still in the same place, like I’m the only one standing still, unsure of where I’m headed. I’m still learning to make peace with this.