I remember telling myself and close friends several time throughout the past year that this year has been one of the most challenging years of my life but that it also was one of the most beautiful also for some weird reasons.
If you wanted to get an idea of what mixed feelings would look like, that’s my year for you. Heavy fears, grief, fatigue, depression but also incredibly loud laughs, beautiful travels, life-changing events…

So I got back into writing slowly until I stumbled upon a writing class dedicated to the art of short stories, not at all what I am used to but who cares. Writing is about putting words to paper, so I was pretty sure this would do.