So anyways, the world didn’t end on December 21st. Or on the 31st. Or even on the 25th.
The whole apocalypse thing was a complete bust.
Everything just kept on keeping on, same as always.
It’s the one scenario I was completely unprepared for, too.
Now to top it off, I’ve got some kind of coldvirusbugflu thing that’s kicking the crap out of me. I’m feeling dead sick, dead tired, and the world continues to exist with all its demands and responsibilities.
Being sick and still having to face all the pressures that didn’t go away when the world didn’t end, is starting to slide me back into that dark pit of depression again. Not sure I ever got fully out of it, but for a little while there I wasn’t feeling it so heavily.
Hence the lack of updates here. Not counting this one.