It was the best of times; It was the worst of times.

This Summer could only be described as a roller coaster.

I laughed a lot.
I lost a lot.
I thought a lot.
I had emotional upheaval.
I thought of who I was and I hated who I was.
And I became more risky.
I thought of who I was and I loved who I was.
And I just got riskier.
I loved life.
And I hated life.

And all this in just a week.