What a year

Wow what a year you were 2025.
Such an exhausting year it's been.
Can we start over again,
pretend it didn't happen.
I've done that before.
I once erased an entire year from memory,
somewhere around 4th or 5th grade,
not really sure

All I know and can say is that
I do not want to write this poem again.
Too many similar lines, rhymes
litter in my journals gathering dust.
Same old, same old ya know.
I always had plans. I always had goals.

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Last year was no different
It started with a plan
that included a social media ban.
However 6 days in the fire began
and 2 weeks after that
we transitioned to a new administration.
One that would dominate the day to day.
I never agreed with their terms and conditions
Yet I was sucked down rabbit holes
repitive posts activating my anxiety,
draining my energy and crushing my creativity.

Last year lasted a decade and idk 
if I’ll make it to 2027.
I have to try, right. 
Life is short and I can't leave
these stones unturned
I had plans, I need to make sure
something gets done
Give my ambitions air
and a chance to breathe.

Here are the words I wrote,
the songs I sang,
the art I made.
I was here and there.
My mind was everywhere
documented now and then in this bog of a blog
Perhaps that book will finally be done
before this year ends.

First things first though. Just trying to make it through January.
Round up and restore my motivation, in spite of this depression.

The day after I wrote the above, the second day of the year, I lost my boo, my precious, my best friend. 
I've been lost in grief and the daily news about the turmoil this country is in isn't helping. 
2026 looks will surpass 2025.