January

January came and went this year. Expect it didn’t because each week felt like a different year of my life spent existing. The days often felt never ending and sometimes I’d wake up and it was as if they hadn’t. January was a blink, it went by as if I was simply rubbing out something that accidentally got in my eye. Expect it wasn’t because it was a whirlwind of an existence. January came and went the same way October did, and November, and December. As if it didn’t actually happen. Expect it did and I lived every day wishing for it to be the next- over, and over, and over again.