February 25, 2007~~10:29 p.m.
Empty.

There is a darkness that envelops me at this time of year, but no one seems to see it anymore. I suspect that there are people who might know it's there, but they aren't the sorts who will address it unless I do so first. And so I hold it to myself. I draw the drapes tighter around my heart and go on about my daily business as though everything is just fine.

I hate this time of year.