It is a new year. Been almost 2 since Mom died. Nothing is the same since she left. Nothing feels real. Nothing matters.
I’ve stopped all social media for the time being. Turned off all access to news. I pretty much just work and escape at home. I’m writing another book, even though I know it will fail. But for some reason, I have a need to get it out into the world. Barely anyone bought my last book; so I’m sure this will be the same outcome. I guess I’m just making it for me. I don’t know anything anymore.
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