with eyes to see and ears to hear

I can say that time is finally moving. I can feel it, I can see it. I'm moving forward and it feels so goddamn good. Because I'm in this place in my life, I don't feel the need to complain as much. And instead of writing in a journal where only my eyes can see, I started writing in one dedicated to someone in particular. So I know for a fact that my thoughts are being read by a pair of eyes who actually care about my . Besides, no one reads this thing anyway.