It was a difficult end of the year, but a much difficult beginning to this year. I did not realize how much it took to keep myself together and sane, and I was too blind to see the bottle I have made for myself. I can see and almost touch the world from my comfortable place, yet there is a thick glass that separates me from the very world I wanted to belong to. I sat too long inside the jar, and I am slowly learning how to take the lid off.

There is still something fermenting, something jarred. Read the story and proses through this link.