So it's the first real weekend of the new year and what will you do? Try to find something that will make you believe this year will be better. Set the thing off right. There's been too much confusion, angst, anxiety, analyzation, and analysis.
The best I could do at this point is to water and fertilize my growing spine and hope for a quicker recovery from my rusty resolution. Stop prostrating myself before the gods of self-pity, absorption, indulgence. I'm not so bad. Just frantic lately. Maybe, it's the drugs. Oh yeah, although I haven't written about them lately, I am still on the drugs. Maybe it is me. Slowly, life turns, and returns. It's time to leave well enough alone, and start making a new life without all of the tears and sadness. This weekend is welcome.
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