January

Dear January, sweet old January 

I hate you January 

Out of all the months, you remain anything but cheery Finals, alarms, Redbull, assignments, 

You make me want to hide in confinement 

The solidarity of your presence 

Feels like a punch in the face every single day And is completely absent of pleasance 

Dear January 

Next year, don’t be so scary

Messy Desk. Photo via Courier Journal