Happiness is a fish I can't catch or even when caught, I hardly wish to pick it up and show everyone around. If this year had 14 months, I would happily agree but yet I resent with the knowledge that they might spoil all of what has been.
I had plans, short term - long term. Not anymore. It is now time to draw a wishlist. And maybe build my first new year resolution since 2000 or around. But this time, I shall follow. I need to quit.
Life can become monotonous, expression never can. Cities can change, and people may never revert hence, but what one writes always stays the same. This is as boring a blog as you may ever read, as irritating as any writing may ever get, and you are obviously as stupid as they ever came.
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