My kind of end Game

Very close to end of 2020.

A year of many things.

For most of people I'm sure this year has so many credit, so many lesson to learn,

As in my case;

Seems like I just have repeated my lessons to have  a quite  an epic closure.

I played my game... And lose again.

I opened my heart and it broke again.

I wish sometimes I just have a nightmare and when I awake everything is fine. Even that I am alone, and lonely but not hurt.

Problem is still my insomnia keep me aware and awake and everything is real and knocking my head.

It's a year full of frustration and depression,

However.  If I have to look back, roll the page back where I started ... It s not that bad.

After a year fighting cancer. My mom is well.

She left me with exhaustion like an empty glaß. But after all knowing that she is better is precious.

I don't take care myself enough, but enough to keep going.

A mistake was a lesson learnt.

There never be a solution coming-out nowhere.

I always have to work it out.

Was tired being lonely at sometime

And someone slided in.

I let him in, as usually. I am all in an now all in pieces. I'm just better being alone.

It's 3 .24 am in Java land, very close to and end of a pleasure and painful year. Seems like an end game to me.

I'm tired. Exhausted. Sleepless and all I know it has been a very mad game,

Time to uninstalled and get myself another one to play. Wish me good luck.

Counting down,

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