Its January 2, 2020. I never thought I would live to see this day. Not in a ¨I'm gonna die young kinda way¨, but actually conceiving that 2020 is a real year has been a difficult task. It feels like I'm on a precipice, depending on which way I lean my life could change forever. But maybe it will be just another year, one more year of my life, it doesn't sound like much but time moves slowly at the start. It's not like it's anything impressive, lasting till the next decade, but it just astounds me at how fast my life can move sometimes. I coulda sworn it was 2014 like last year.