I hate the fucking winter.

[Bonefish]

So, summer is pretty much officially over now. And once again, as the year closes and it grows colder and darker, I find myself inexplicably filled with a sense of foreboding, gloom and a feeling that I haven't accomplished anything. Again.

And to some degree, there is a lot of similarity in my life as to how it was a year ago. But there are some salient points that I try to remember I have made: I've got my license, a car, I've been offered a promotion at my career, I've got a romantic interest who has an amazing personality(as well as a great rack, beautiful eyes, etc) and yet? I still feel like I'm spinning my wheels.

Fuck you winter. Fuck you hard.