QUIET DREAMS - JANUARY

Dear January,

You were a starting point on a new life I started. A fragile, weathered and almost defeated Arthur was tested from the cold shoulder you gave me. But I stuck by you just as much as the snow hugged my windshield. It's okay though. Through all the salt dispensed, flu spreads and shitty road delays I realized that I need to find a therapist to ease my mental health. It'll probably come out of my pocket because my insurance doesn't cover important things.