Happy Freakin' New Year
- Mom
- May 19, 2019
- 1 min read
The season of transitory goodwill, compulsory cheer, and wavering hope has come and gone again. I can't say that I'm sad it's over, but I can't say I'm happy or relieved either as I often am. I don't know what. Tired, I guess. I'm tired from holding my breath and managing my feelings of worry and dread.
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