Day #121 Last couple of years, I kept on whining on me being broke, I would cry myself to sleep just because I couldn't afford expensive things, lipstick, shoes, clothes. I look at my life right now, I am not rich, or fully financially independent but I can afford myself almost of the things, I once thought were important. These things, once you get it, becomes, almost like, you know. Today I can't go outside, for a coffee, for an expensive lunch, for shopping, and I am almost convinced, once pandemic is over, once I do all these things, I again will not feel sad. But again, it won't mean anything, if I can't be with the people I love. The people that matters to me. Nothing, no materialistic things can replace human connection. And I realize this. And I maybe where I wanted to be, but everything feels kind of same. Incomplete. But the only difference is, I learned how to live with it. You just keep going, no matter what. Keep going, ...