TBT: Adding a Title.

This was a draft for 2020-01-01 that I never posted.

I stayed in this year. After work, I was so tired. I stayed home with my nesting partners, played video games, and watched more Jojo's Bizarre Adventure. I drank a mimosa with a lover once the clock struck twelve, and kissed everyone I could.

I'm rolling out the accolades, still. "Happy New Year!" with a shitton of emojis. We did it. Another year. Let's make this year even better.

And yet, I am sad.

I open up Discord and there's names that have been grey to me for months. I'm still not over my friend's passing. I'm dreading work drudgery tomorrow. I'm worried about a childhood friend. Deadlines are looming. Were we even missed? More adulting this weekend. Plans being made.

I keep backspacing.

I'm stumped. I don't know if I should say any more.

I've until midnight to dole out my "Happy New Year"s.

We've got time.

Maybe this would work better as a poem.