A (wise) man of two faces

Nomen

My true name cannot be put into words – it is my life to this point.

It is difficult to be around good people and to not belong.

It’s the little things that make life bearable and living worthwhile.

Where can you find “luck”? In dice? Cards? Tickets? Maybe it’s in how you think…

You could look for years for just the right way to say something not of words.

Counting down the time, the hours, minutes, and days, until sweet freedom.

With a hohoho and a hehehe, I’ll spread some holiday cheer. ^_^

I’m thinking about today, the day after, and the ones after that.

I still like winter. I think, however, it was more fun as a kid.

Struggling to find motivation on a day where I’m out of it.