This is a Checkpoint during one of those days that February or March borrow a sunny day from July.
It’s been almost five months since the passing of an extremely important person who had a very big impact in my life despite the short time we shared together. It has been even less time since a very close person to me also left this world after a lifetime being there and providing love and joy. I’ve moved on slowly, although the sense of impeding doom never fully fades. It never will, as I’m growing older and realising one thing or two about life and death. The passing of time often poses as the most defining entity of this cosmology.
So many things have changed since 2019 that I doubt it makes sense to list them and summarise them. In many aspects I am a very different person from what I was back then.
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