I sit in front of the white screen, furiously typing away again - this time with a tired soul and even more weary mind. Four months are too short a time in our entire lifetime; four months come across as insignificant and fleeting to some, not long enough to be etched into our minds as memories. But it is not the duration that matters, right? Even a day, a whole 24 hours can change your life, what more 120 days?

I don’t care what the people say
They brought it all in anyway
Baby don’t fill up your head with he-said, she-said
It seems like you just don’t know
The radio’s on, you tuning me out,
I’m trying to speak, you’re turning me down
And I hope one day you’ll see nobody has it easy,
I still can’t believe you found somebody new
But I wish you the best, I guess.
‘Cause everybody knows, that nobody really knows
How to make it work, or how to ease the hurt
We’ve heard it all before, that everybody knows
How to make it right, I wish we gave it one more try