Life. One moment you wish you were dead. Another moment you’re streaming through countless reasons to be grateful for the gift of life. And sometimes you don’t know which is better – being alive or dead.
But the spinning continues. The revolution continues. Sad or bad times, the world keeps rotating, oblivious to your concerns. Find answers to your problems, or perish.
A mix of emotions. Not knowing what to feel. This too shall pass.
It’s the reopening of the second semester. So far the courses make no sense. We have the impression that our lecturers are as confused about what they’re teaching us as much as we are. But we will survive.
As I contemplate how to survive another long semester, I come up with a brilliant idea…
Diary of a Wanderer 
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