Mind the gap year. I wish it was for a journey of self-discovery like the kids do in the UK or Europe. But it was to keep my sanity whilst the self-righteous, buffoons that run this country run amok. At last I have returned. Political and social circumstances have not changed for the better. Some days I feel more paralyzed by it and other days I feel more driven by the angst. On a good day, I can continue to do what I love. On a good day I can remember that I am surrounding myself by loving, empathetic, creative humans as I chose to get up out of bed. Someone once told me that, in my life path, it will be extremely important to always wake up in the morning and realize that I am abundant. To remember that there is a lot to be grateful for.