Dear two-hundred and twelve,
Today has been filled with storms as usual. I can't remember a summer of my life that it has ever rained this much. I guess it's fitting though.
I was reading through some older entries. Back at the start of the year I was so ready for change and new happiness but it seems everything has headed in such a different direction. I feel empty and alone. I spend my days sitting around, not many options or choices.
I watch myself it the mirror sometimes when I feel lonely. Not because I like what I see but simply to criticize or just know that I'm moving and breathing. It brings a light and fleeting comfort but comfort none the less.
I understand two-twelve that things never go as we plan them to. But this year isn't even close to planned. I guess maybe if I hadn't expected so much I wouldn't be left so unsatisfied.
Sincerely,
Dre
