Dreadful January

The January blahs came and went. But I was so afraid of them. January is building a dark and nervous reputation with me. I ran hard in the cold one night that month and cried. Felt bored, worried, tense. I felt or worried about feeling trapped. Trapped with the geographic-The empty city-The people who care but don't care. These are in a distant and remote lifespace. At least relative to mine. In times like these I've surprised myself by missing San Antonio. The Latino culture promoted warmth and closeness. I grew to truly care about my colleagues and I miss several of them.