new years' re-deflation.

Although this is a personal blog, I try to keep it as interesting as I possibly can, so that people might actually want to read it. I don't like to talk about my feelings (mostly because I don't really understand them) because indulging oneself can often become a vicious cycle. I don't write a personal journal for the same reason. It's really easy to wallow.

With that fresh in our minds, I had the funniest day today (if I didn't know or care for me; maybe if I was watching my day completely impartially). I'd like to say that this is a metaphor, but it isn't: my day got so bad, I physically filled a glass half full, and the bottom fell off the glass! You know those days, where you're drained of all your energy, like the thing that's keeping you alive, not just awake, is dissipating.

So, I go to sleep really hoping that tomorrow's going to be different, but there's a realist in my ear telling me that it's just going to be the same again.