This nocturnal season

It is yet another holiday season and I continue to loath this time of the year. I am lonely. I am certain my place is foretold by the stars. I am meant to be alone. Prove me wrong.

The future is nothing but the present on a repeat cycle.

I tend towards the philosophical and my thoughts are unstructured. A discussion would be beneficial to this end. I love talking, though I could be better at listening.

More to write…