Part 8 where am I

In the last little while I have had a really hard time finding out where I am. I know that doesn't make a lot of sense.

Some might call It brain fog - I call It the Universe protecting and guiding me everywhere I go. For the first time in my life during this past Christmas break I experienced brain fog. That's not true. Rewind. I have probably experienced my entire life but there was no label for It. Anyways. I couldn't remember where my keys were. I left them places. I give Inanimate objecgs names. So when I'm alone. I am still surrounded by friends. I haven't gave my keys a name yet though. The purse I carry Is name Amber. After a good friend of mine who I love. She unlocked things In me that I didn't know were possible. I didn't know I was an artist. I didn't know. I didn't know I could paint and draw and people would actually like It. She actually practices something called quantum healing and multidimensional consciousness work. I like Amber a lot. Love. But Amber doesn't think I'm funny. So she broke up with me via text (we never dated).