It all feels like Last of Us. Today incidentally I was able to complete the Last of Us DLC Left behind, equally breath taking like the main story. Things end but we never can’t get over it, we constantly look for someone to blame or take responsibility for the ending. That if any consolation, is normal and okay by us. Everything ends and after which one should not hope to reprise the loss. Cherish every moment and friends or even acquaintances that life offers to us, the chance meeting later just a nothing now makes sense to me. I take my time with everything and no longer look in disbelief for something or someone ending. This could be a lie to myself about life but we should not give up and keep looking for answers.