Except, it’s not very silent right now. Because I’m listening to the Sounds of Silence.
So I don’t know what that means.
But I hope I hope I hope I can be a better person this year. And do wonderful things. And am able to show people that I can do wonderful things. And begin to actually mean something to the world. I guess I don’t care if I still have a crooked jaw, and rotting teeth and a pimply face.
I mean, I really do. But that’s beside the point.
The point is that I hope things are going to be okay.
I don’t want to make a desperate sounding note. Or whatever this thing that I’m writing is called. But it always ends up sounding that way.
If I had a cup of herbal tea, right now, I think that would just be perfect.