It's Christmas Time, Once Again

Another year just whizzed by me. A year gone, just like that. 365 days older, still none the wiser. Same old foolish mistakes. Same old temper. Same me.


I should be jolly come this time of the year. But this year surprisingly I'm not. Something's missing this time round. And it's not the presents. Perhaps it is because this is my first year working? Perhaps I just need a little time away. Away from all this confusion. Away from all the political backstabbing. Away from this emotional turmoil. Trying to be strong when inside, I am crumbling worse than an apple crumble.


I look for solitude, just for a little while. To reorganise my thoughts, and hopefully strike a balance between my feelings and emotions. It's difficult to handle both hate and attraction at the same time. And hopefully solitude is what I'll find next week.


I fly off to Europe on Sunday. A destination I've been dreaming of for ages. To see snow capped mountains and countrysides, something I've always hoped to see, would be breath-taking I know. And hopefully, in the falling snow, a perfect flake will hold the answer to all my questions.