Try To Make My Way Throught, But I Keep Coming Back, And All I Think About Is You...
Not much to do, Athena's still sick. I'm dead tired. I had to leave a lot earlier than normal just to get to work, damn snow anyway. Why is it that dreaming sometimes, makes you feel like you didn't sleep at all? I want to go home and go to bed. That may yet be how I spend my new year. Sleeping. I don't see the point in getting all excited. It's just another year. This is just one day. What makes it special? This new year will just drag by and become a new year next year, just to keep doing the same thing for eternity. There I'll be for the rest of my new years, bored out of my mind while everyone makes a big deal out of one day. It won't change the world, it won't give us world peace, the crappy things in our lives will continue. I used to get excited for the new year. It was a chance to change things. Make new things, be new things. In some ways it was. Now I don't know. Maybe it is for other people. In this world god knows there are plenty of people, that deserve some happiness. A moment of light, to brighten the never ending darkness. I actually have some work to do. Not much, but a little. Off I go...