1:44
I feel empty.
there was a sinking feeling from my throat to my stomach when the ball dropped.
nothing has changed at all, really.
it's 15 minutes from here to anywhere you would need to go. things were supposed to happen and not supposed to happen and still happened.
I didn't expect this at all, any of it.
but here it is.

time does not exist in the parameters in which humans set for it. there are no days or nights, they are man-made, like factory goods.
who decided where one orbit ended and the other began? who decided that we all make resolutions that last as long as a scrape on the knee?

i'm alone in the dark again as a new year begins. again. a well-kept secret is screamed in a foreign language, and I've taken a few years of it, but I don't remember enough to fully comprehend the message.
too bad.
I didn't say anything as the ball dropped. nothing seemed right for the situation. the new year began silently.