Twenty Three

My shoulders hurt
from banging my head
against the walls
screaming and beating my brain around
shakes and jumps
I think I called it

Last night I had one to many in celebration of my birthday, lucky for me I planned ahead and already had today off.  None the less, I am achy and tired, but I still wanted to say something.  I simply do not understand how people go about their lives doing this sort of thing every weekend.
Twenty two was a turbulent year for me, with as many ups as there were downs.  I am both sad and incredibly glad to part ways with the year.  For some, new years eve offers this kind of solace, the feeling and newness and fresh starts, but I've always associated it more with my birthday.

Here's to twenty three, may it be as thrilling, if not a little more productive.


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