My Birthday Draws Near
I'll be eighteen years old this Friday. It's oblivious to me of what changes that will be put into play for my life, but I hope some good ones. It's so strange how at one minute you can feel like no one can put out that big fire that we call joy, and yet the next minute that fire can be turned into nothing but a small ember or worse. I've felt like that today. Yesterday was a day of some happiness, yet today was a day of complete depression.