well into January.
are we? oh ho ho life is kinda scary. The last two days have been unpleasantly cold; like seriously I step out after work, and my flesh is coming off due to the cold, wtf? I guess that was my first sign that we are into January. The so-called holidays kinda just passed this year, like I just realized the new year has started and the “happy” season of xmas and new years and all that crap, the lovely supposedly season of joy and happiness is long gone. But surprisingly, I don’t give a shit.
Taking my father to the airport tomorrow at like four am. Honestly, I am thrilled that he gets to go home and spend new years with mommy and family and friends; their entire posse is waiting for him to go back. This makes me feel less guilty about being such a horrible daughter. But then lately I’ve been thinking that the “perfect” daughter doesn’t really exist anyway. Sometimes, I must come to realize that shit happens, despite of who I am and what I can do, bad things will still happen anyway.
I need a haircut. Should I just trim it or should I try a different hairstyle, I’ve had the same one for four years. Time for a change hmmmm? There are moments during the day where I feel like I have everything I’ve ever needed or wanted; I am luckier than most. But sometimes it’s just like well something’s not here.
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