2018

2018,
You genuinely felt like three years.

There was the winter (Year One).
I was generally happy.
I had a lot of goals.
It was real cold in Idaho, but I loved the people there.
I didn't fully appreciate it all, though.


Then there was the summer (Year Two).
Depression hit.
Anxiety hit.
I felt like I had been misplaced from home, wherever that was.
It was real hot in Arizona, and I missed my friends.
I didn't fully realize what I had, though.


Then there was fall (Year Three).
I was back in Idaho.
My anxiety didn't really go away.
I was experiencing a real fall, and the weather was beautiful.
I was back and forth from Idaho and Arizona (for school and holidays).
I still don't know what I want, though.

2018, you've been an interesting one.

You were the year of comfort, of waiting for tomorrow, or the right moment. You were the year of many unfinished goals.

2019's gonna be different.