Well I can honestly say that the roller coaster of last year has carried over to this one. I was so determined to make it be better, and let it be more, but I feel like at every corner there has to be something else to make it wrong and just disheartening. I still ache like crazy over my grandfather's death and not even three days later a person who is a major part of my life decides to give me an ultimatum and then take me off everything and has not spoken to me since, and honestly probably won't again. He's too good at burning bridges for that to happen. But I guess that's how life is.
      I've been fairly down as of late and dragging myself up and out has been more difficult than I thought would be possible. I'm not usually one to mope around or let things get me down for long periods of time, but times have seemed a tad more on the ill-fated side. I wanted to keep up with at least my writing, if nothing else, at the exact moment in time, however I'm also finding it hard to write without seeming like a total downer. It's not the most fun. I think I need a small get away. The last week or so could technically be one, as I wasn't working, but it's been so draining physically, emotionally, and mentally that it could never be a real break. A night out perhaps, sounds fairly nice. Suppose I shall just curl up in bed with a book for now and see if I can finally fall asleep.