Yes, I think about you. All the time. All the time I so gleefully wasted, fully aware you would leave. I still don't know why I did it. I guess it was like fool's gold- pretty on the outside, but lacking value. I wanted everything I had until it recycled me. M.
Every NYE brings the thought of what I accomplished that year, and what I look forward to continuing the next day with the start of a new year. I stopped making resolutions because all that does is pick away at the things that you could be better at, instead of acknowledging all the good that … Continue reading 2017 Views
It's December 21, the darkest day of the year. I'll try not to be too...cynical. It's been a weird month. A lot of things have happened since my last post about my nan's passing. I've taken on a new position at my work where I manage a courier business, which entails working with a number … Continue reading The edge of it all.