It's that time of year again, when darkness looms in the air, lingering too long for anyone to bear with. Agony is a common visitor in these, dark, desperate times. It is sad, miserable and chilly season, and most of all, unbearable. Nothing is worth of anything and only desire that your mind can produce is a way out. A quick escape route out of the window...
Yet at the same time, I shroud myself in the darkness, embrace it. Welcome it, as my saviour and tormentor. I have defeated it as it has defeated me as well.
Sounds absurd, doesn't it?