i recently stumbled upon this post, and this strangely describes what i’ve been feeling for years in such accuracy. i’ve been looking for words to describe how my 2020–2022 went, but trapped in a haze feels like the perfect description.
we know how it went the past few years; everything was so unclear, you couldn’t even make plans for months ahead. it’s like you’re in a haze with limited visibility. you can’t even make sense of what’s ahead.
i didn’t even feel like half during those years. i don’t know, i felt like i might be somewhere else and only pieces of me were left in this dimension. as if the rest were stuck elsewhere.
but the writer is right, i should try to ground myself more this year. and really try to be present in everything i do, as my mind often wanders around.
