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So it has come to this again... let me try and organize my thoughts, and get this out of my head.

I miss the days of the pandemic...

Now you might ask, Why? Why would someone miss the days when the world stood still for almost 3 whole years?

And that is exactly the point... Because the world had stopped. And, by sheer luck, the point I had found myself stuck into was a happy one. A happy place, a fulfiling life. Studies, work, relationship. It was almost as if they were crystalized during the time the world stood still, in a perfect timing. Even my strugles were feeling more fullfiling, as if even though everything else stood still, I managed to move just a little bit.

And then, things started moving again, progressing, leaving me back. The happines was gone, one by one, all the situations that kept me alive, occupied and happy started shifting.

And I was left behind.

If I was back in my teen years, romantisizing this melacholy would be an improvement of character. But now? What is it now?