Being & Nothingness

I’m experiencing my annual existential crisis. I think it’s safe to say this is a pattern of mine seeing as it’s recurring, typically around the end of the year.

I enjoy self-reflecting throughout the year, and sometimes it gets a little grim. While I have evolved into a generally positive person, I’ve learned to make space for all parts of myself.

Whenever I feel this way, I’m reminded of my favorite Bukowski poem: well, that’s just the way it is…

It’s still nice to be Charissa.