Through and through

Ever felt like the days are passing by either too quickly or too slow? Like in a dream state where you dozed of for 20 minutes but the events in the dream felt like a year?

I know I've always been a chronic over-thinker and that I feel things too deeply but never had life's curveballs struck me where it cuts the deepest. As if the Universe is asking me to sit with my feelings and everything that going on. All of this. The losses. The virus. The fragmented hopes. And everything else that hurts. This is the kind you do nothing about. For now. The kind that needs you to process and feel it. For now. And darling, the only way is through.