Happy Anniversary?

Guess where I am right now? Yep! Sitting in that horribly orange Easy-Everything in Victoria where it all started one year ago today. And as I sat there that rainy day, waiting for someone to arrive who never did, clattering away on that sticky keyboard, I did not hold out much hope for the future. Not much has changed here, except it's a bit more expensive, and I don't have enough money for a Subways these days. For me though, a year has made it all new, I'm doing the things I've always wanted to, I'm no longer trapped by a 9 to 5, everything is illuminated. I should be happy, I should be outstandingly happy, and somewhere, in some part of me, I am. I am happy. But there is much of me that is tired, and that is sad, and that is worried. I have talked a lot about loss and regret on here, a lot a lot. I tried to put a few happier things in, but then I walk around most days trying to escape the overbearing sadness that I feel pouring from the world. I hope I've said some happpier things, I've said some things I regret, and I've regretted some things I've had to say. I don't know. That's mostly what I've found out, that basically, I don't know crow, I am an empty bucket. An empty KFC bargain bucket with free Diet Pepsi. I wake at the mercy of chemicals, I take small capsules of hope because mine has left me. I am not really sure what is going on anymore. I'm just tired. I should sleep more. Yeh, that'll fix it. I'll sleep more. Man, here's to the next 365 days, may they come soon and pass quicker.