The year started just like any other.
No special event marked it.
But a feeling crept upon me.
I was back to being myself.
One day I woke up and I was complete.
I no longer thought about my heartbreak.
I no longer replayed each excruciating moment in my mind.
I was content to be myself and go live my life for myself.
I felt free to tenaciously go after my dreams, forsaking the things I thought I needed.
Throwing myself into a world of literature and learning.
Waking up every morning, loving every aspect of my life.
This moment is one that I have long awaited.
Free to be me.
Back to me.
Back to basics.
