12.31.17, 12:17pm: *wipes off mirror*

What a year of you have to be kidding me.

In less than 12 hours, it’ll be 2018, and though, a new year doesn’t mean the garbage from the old year is gone (or hell, even the bullshit from years and years past), but the cyst that was the last three years finally came to a nasty head in 2017.

It exploded and is healing.

I learned a lot and I give thanks for the lessons, but, those experiences can pound salt.

*wipes hands clean*

Taking what I’ve learned, I hope to relax and rebuild.

My sister and I have to take care of Mom’s house. I have to refocus on my full-time gig and beef up my part-time gigs. Continuing to guide my nearly 14 year old into young adulthood is my main priority; she always will be.

Though my knees ache, my body is sore and my emotions are tapped, the foundation on which I now stand is stronger.

*flicks air cig*

Hello, 2018.


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