Yes, it's that time again. Time to reflect once again. I had a dream earlier today...right before the bitter sun slapped my cheeks. Somehow, I had decided to attend a high school reunion. The same spiteful faces were there. Of course, the same old feelings of unacceptance returned. Then the blast of the hot morning greeted me.

Last year, I remember I had witty outlook in life. I could somehow always find the humor in life, even in the worst of times. Sometimes, being morose for a long period time causes a person to lose their edge on life.

And so it was. And so it will be.