Dear Devious Journal,
Again, I was deep in thought and a bit on a meh again. Christmas and New Year have swiftly came and gone, then things will be back to what they were as all of us are now living the present, and yet again looking ahead at a still blank and uncertain future.
I'd like to share this upon reflecting, and I also typed this down in Tumblr, though not sure if anybody will give a fuck about with my mental rants and nonsense there, but I do hope you give this temperamental soul a chance to pour out his weary mind.
It is sometimes the uncertainty of the future that makes people desire to cling to the pastó To relive the euphoria of what has already passed and to reunite with those no longer with them; Be it a friend, loved one or even the person of that was before, but no longer is today.
The bitterness of living the present can make a melancholic and battered soul look back; To be on the outside looking in at the cherished yesterday, and the denial of coping what now lies before him or her.
That's all I have to say. Sorry about if I went about cussing like an irate madman or something.