It's a new year meaning new beginnings. I don't know what this year will bring but hopefully it will turn out fine. I don't really have any particular plans for this year except doing my usual thing, which going to school while working two jobs. If I had to come up with a resolution, it would to find purpose and meaning in my life. I'm sorry if I sound depressing but I feel like I'm wandering aimlessly through life without a sense of purpose or enjoyment. I've struggled with this for a really long time, almost since I was a kid. I never really knew what I wanted to do with my life and I never really worried about it. But I'm turning 23 later this month and I have no goals I want to achieve. I don't know where to find joy but I want it to be something I love with a passion. Unfortunately, I don't think I have that many passions. I may know a few things about media and art stuff but that's about it.

For a while, I thought I had a passion in writing. I truly enjoyed writing stories about Logan and Virtus Wolf. I loved it so much that I would come up with ideas almost instantly and I would have this burning in my chest to write it down. Now...I'm sorry to say, but I think that passion is dead. I've just been so busy with school and work that I never gave myself time to write and now I feel no inspiration to keep writing. Is it really possible to love something so much and then just have that passion just die? I dunno. I'm not saying Logan and Virtus Wolf are dead but I don't know what's going to happen to them next. I just feel...empty. Not just in writing but in life in general. It's a long story and I'm sorry if I sound depressed. I just want to feel something again. I'm tired of wandering aimlessly feeling little to no enjoyment. I want this to change and I hope I will in the future. Anyway, thanks for bearing with me. I just needed to get this off my chest. Thanks.