a whole new world

Q: Como esta, señorita?
A: Asi asi.

I should be feeling sad today, as it’s only a few hours left before November 11th in Northern America wraps up, but surprisingly, I’m not.

I’m trying to act bravely, and yet I’m not about to cry.

It feels empty, though — but it’s the kind of emptiness where you actually saw it coming, you’re not that surprised, and you’re too exhausted to analyze yourself any further.

I guess things simply just have to end at 38.
No more, no less.