Sorry for not updating since the end of last year. It’s not like I have nothing to say because I do. My brain feels like it could explode right now. There are so many thoughts wanting to be written down, shouted out, shared with someone, freed from my mind, but I just keep feeling, what is the point.

Another year, a chance for a new start, fresh, exciting. But it isn’t. It’s the same monotonous routine as last month, the month before that and before that. Every single day the same, every week, every month. Nothing changes.

I should be happy. I’ve got a good job, good friends, a roof over my head. I’ve got things to be happy for surely? I just don’t feel it right now.

There’s no light at the end of the tunnel, and when it sometimes feels so close and I can actually see a glimmer of light, a flicker of hope, it just moves further and further away.

There’s got to be something to look forward to in life, otherwise, why keep doing what we do, getting up each day, plugging away with life? What is the point?

I’m so tired right now. Best try and sleep.

Tomorrow is a new day after all…