The stroke of 2015 felt very different. As if the magic wand or the pixie dust that sustained my notion of the world got decommissioned. Boom! Blam! I am now awakened in to a reality that is not very friendly to people like me who overstayed in Wonderland.
I no longer had the luxury of spacing out whenever I want to. The usual haze in my vision is now replaced by the sparkle of an environment I am not at all alien to and yet, everything shines a new. My own personal bubble shield has burst and I right now my brain is trying to keep up with the onslaught of neurons waking up from a bad case of sniffing too much glitter.