Towards the end of 2016, I was lost. Now it’s the beginning of 2017, nothing has changed and I am still the same – weaving in and out of the crowd, still trying to find my direction. Not saying I’m completely hating my life now, I think I’m pretty blessed. But why am I alive?
I must say 2016 was rough (and fun). But that part was over and now, I need a fairy godmother.
This fairy godmother must answer three questions:
- Why do people always let me down? Have I not been a good friend?
- So why am I alive?
- When will I be able to get a cat?
I look at the people around me. Are they lost? Are they happy? Why are they alive?
I don’t know why I’m babbling here at 11pm. Perhaps the news I have received earlier really shook me. I am feeling very disheartened.
So what am I? I need a cat.
– Bea x