I counted. This is day 59. I missed 6 days somewhere.
Good days, bad days, usually it's when I am sitting down for a long time that I find my self not happy, so when that happens I just stand up, go take a walk and work on stuff. Thinking around in a circle frustrates me so I just stop thinking and start working. Two months have passed. I already feel like time is running past me. It is still 2 months. I still have 10 months to go. If this was a life and if I was going to live until 120 years old to make the calculation easier, I just finished my teenage years. It's short and it's long, so I'd better be happy and enjoy what I have.