Dear Diary,

Google Calendar says a year to this day I had a piano performance at my old school. A younger version of me would have relished at the nostalgia of this.

But current me...just has a long list of shit to do.

I've nearly gone through half of the coffee stirrers. Most of the original first batch are gone. I was right about those stirrers. By the time I had gone through all of them, I would be a different person. I am a different person. I am less depressed, I think i am not depressed at all.

Does that make me happy? no, not really. Just got lots of shit to do. Perhaps this is what I've really wanted.

Now to think about the next steps forward in my life.