To whom so ever actually reads this,
I am glad and sad at the same time to say that this year is bringing about ends and with any luck new beginings. Its hard to say exactly what will happen now. After all so much has happened this passed year.
Got into a boarding school, that paid me to study at it.
The love of my life went back to a place he was and is miserable at.
Completed my training only to embark on a second one that I hated a world away from my home and house.
Said good bye to good friends and hello to dumb enemies.
Got a hold of a nice amount of money, only to have to spend it on things that could have been avoided. Or at least that's what I keep telling myself.
I got a divorce, and then got re-married within the span of two weeks.
Cheated on my now demoted fiancee, several times I might add. I'm still not happy about it, and neither is he.
Finally said I've had enough.
Made hard decitions that could very well be the end or the begining of everything.
Now, closing this backwards chapter of my life. I want to begin a new one, the last one in my book of despair. Or so I have to hope.
For life is made of endless beginings and deaths. Small and large ones, the story must end, for a new one to begin.
I am glad and sad at the same time to say that this year is bringing about ends and with any luck new beginings. Its hard to say exactly what will happen now. After all so much has happened this passed year.
Got into a boarding school, that paid me to study at it.
The love of my life went back to a place he was and is miserable at.
Completed my training only to embark on a second one that I hated a world away from my home and house.
Said good bye to good friends and hello to dumb enemies.
Got a hold of a nice amount of money, only to have to spend it on things that could have been avoided. Or at least that's what I keep telling myself.
I got a divorce, and then got re-married within the span of two weeks.
Cheated on my now demoted fiancee, several times I might add. I'm still not happy about it, and neither is he.
Finally said I've had enough.
Made hard decitions that could very well be the end or the begining of everything.
Now, closing this backwards chapter of my life. I want to begin a new one, the last one in my book of despair. Or so I have to hope.
For life is made of endless beginings and deaths. Small and large ones, the story must end, for a new one to begin.