Where have the years gone?

I graduated.

I embarked on a working life.

I GOT MARRIED.

Still go crazy with lack of sleep and/or lack of food.

Still cynical (growing more so each day, with the way things are going in our Motherland)

Flew more than an hour to get to a destination (in this case, 8).

Flew more than 8 hours to another world (in this case, almost 24).

Lost loved ones.

Gained new ones.

I think I feel feverish.

I think I should take the bullish life by its balls.

I think I should start expressing myself again.