Well no, I'm fine. I'm not good at all. Everything has gotten worse. Right now all aspects of my life is a mess. I have all fronts. I feel like a square peg trying to put pressure in a round hole is just a matter of time that I start from the corners.
As usual, my problems have a pineapple to give me an ultimatum to Earth. Next week will probably be the most decisive day of my recent history, when deciding if I will stay afloat or everything will go to hell. I do not know what will happen, but I do know one thing: as always, will be all or none. Nothing to open doors and close others, no, if I fall I derrumbaré with all the equipment, like a house of cards.
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