But are relationships harder?
I know you’ve missed me over these past two weeks, and you’re probably at a point where you’ve begun to worry for my safety… or something. But no need to fear, all is well.
And by ‘well,’ I mean ‘horrid.’
You see, I’m technically on a holiday—one that’s extended quite a bit more than officially sanctioned—but it doesn’t feel like one at all. There has been little, if no, rest or relaxation, and most of my days are consumed with activities I don’t care for and drama I care even less for. Forget being at a state where I can write, I am barely at a state where I want to leave my bed in the morning. Life is too frickin’ complicated, and it involves way too much work to navigate successfully.
In fact, forget successfully, it involves way too much effort to navigate, period. And I’m not even sure if it’s worth it.
A happy new year indeed. Bah.