There's nothing better than an emotional band.
when they knock themselves over with the words they wrote for the people they love or hate.
what drives that?
who do we think we are? writing the same things over and over until our hands bleed.

The new year is too cold for me
and if i'm honest I don't know if i'll last the winter.
I feel like i'm lost in the woods,
not a figurative feeling, but I am drudging through the snow
on my way somewhere I don't know how to get to.

In more recent news, I have lasted the winter
and i'm doing great. so ill include something a wrote the last time we made it out if winter, because sometimes it helps.

Theres Like an Actual Euphoria
Comes with finding it again
Like taking off pounds of weight
Diving into a cold pool
Or a hot one
Reaching the top of a tree
Finishing a book
Jumping off a high rock
Letting go of your air
Giving the reins to someone else
The relief is indescribable
I long for it
It’s all going to be ok