There's nothing happy about a new year but just another day that had passed. While working and looking at people celebrating the countdown, I thought to myself what am I actually doing? What am I working so hard for? Everyone was in the festive mood, but here am I taking work a tad bit too serious, though I should be.

Perhaps, this is what I want, more work, more and more and hopefully these work will tire and numb my pain out. Because every time that I am alone, I can't stop these sensations.