By Mac Guerreiro
It’s that feeling that lands in your heart when you see those you value and love having fun without you. You ask yourself “why wasn’t I invited?” “Am I not fun?” Or “did they even think of me?”
It’s been a long time since eye’ve experienced what my generation likes to call FOMO (fear of missing out) but the old friend stings just the same if not more this time.
Eye used to push this feeling away, distract myself beyond belief but not today. Today eye grieve, because it’s time to honor the left-out little one in me.
Mystical Mac 