Missing my old self
I used to be happy. I used to enjoy life and find beauty and wonder. I used to look forward to things and experiences. I find myself different these days. I could not enjoy the same things I used to. There is a gloom which I cannot shake. I miss how I was before. Knowing that there are challenges in life, yet willing to take the bull by the horns. Something is missing in me. Have I lost the fascination I have for life? Doldrums, bleak and desolate.