Lost for words, where to begin and more importantly is there an end. As we are living through what will soon be written in the history books of future generations it can feel as if we are in a stand still. I refuse to believe that this time is a halt in progress. Yes, it can be lonely at times as we are away from loved ones to keep them safe. Yes, those who have taken advantage can blur the lines and darken an already stormy day. Frankly it is disgusting so why is the system built to their advantage? Why do we encourage thieves with repercussions being unwritten. You can only blame your upbringing for so much so I refuse to believe that our parents are the ones to blame for the story their descendants decide to write. What kind of story are you painting during this uncertain time? Will you focus on the way the stars sparkle and light up the darkness or will you allow it to consume you at the core. No matter how this year has started everyday is a day to change how your story will be written so remember even if today’s page is dark and grey there is a new one to flip to in the morning. It is perfectly okay to be not okay, everyone paints a smile from time to time. Remember you do not need to be alone either, if you open your eyes and allow them, those who love you are waiting to lift you up.