Thursday, January 1, 2015

no happy new year here

as the last moments of 2014 prepare to fade into memory, i lie here in bed feeling as if my spirit has been crushed by the events of this year. it just seems that 2014 has irreparably broken my spirit and all meaning for my life has drained out of the cracks. i do not look forward to 2015. i don't know how  to or why i should.
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