Filling the gap….
Back then I used to remember everything. although I was always silent, I made sure to keep in touch with my beloved friends without much difficulties. Now, I can’t remember to call my friends or to remember their birth days. Maybe it is the side effect for desparately trying to cut myself off from the world. Sometimes experiences can rob you of your innocence. I find myself desperately trying to fill in those gaps. I try to brave. To be sanguine.