The bell rang one final time
None of us realized back then, that the world would never be the same,
and our lives, forever different.
I feel as though, on that foggy, miserable day,
when I was all alone,
my journey began to diverge.
Perhaps now this is the conclusion of that journey?
For such a long time, it felt as though I never left 2019.
It was as if my life stopped in place and waited for whatever was coming next.
I think maybe now, after these long four long months, I can finally move on.
Accepting what happened, letting go of the past, healing from injuries inflicted.
The future feels bright once more, despite the odds- I think the fog has lifted