One of the strangest parts of growing older is mourning a time that no longer exists.
You begin to feel a deep homesickness for a version of your life that’s gone forever, a place you can never return to.
It’s a quiet, unspoken kind of longing that no one ever prepares you for.
Anyone else feel this?
They say this is all a movie & the military is in control yet I'm watching weather war destroy lives,I'm watching blantent poison on a mass scale & I'm watching the control grid be expedited while inflation is exploding with daily psychological warfare on the public 🤔 Chess?