Haven been posting much recently. I guess I'm falling into the symptoms of depression and cabin fever. Knowing I need to snap out of it and move on, but I'm just stuck here, huddling in a fetal position.

The struggle against normalcy bais. The victim of procrastination. And the knowledge of upcoming festive gatherings isn't really helping.

If I could drink and get drunk now, I would.
I guess I'm really turning into the seldom seen kid.