I feel upside down, and I can't seem to find my paradise again. I'm torn between the life I lived, the stars I touched, the people I met, and the world I came back to. Everything feels so foreign. My skin, the faces of my friends - it's as if everything morphed as I was busy chasing my dreams. I forgot how the little things actually matter to me. From my stupid stories, to laughing with the people I love and those who love me back. My world is a whirlwind, and if nothing else, this new found confusion is shedding light to the darkness that still lurks in the corners of my soul. Mark my words, this period shall not define me. I will come back better and stronger than ever. With a twinkle in my eyes and a renewed sense of purpose. But until that day arrives, I will hide away within myself, and try to navigate the storm as best I can. I will play it safe and dream of a tomorrow when I am once again on the ground.