The Cognitive Collection

2021-01-01 · Article

Happy New Year, hope for the best... prepare for the worst.

I haven't been alone on new years eve since I was a boy locked in a cell, it is the worst feeling and it was the only holiday I ever looked forward to. What is tradition if only while convenient. every tradition I ever had died this year, ending tonight. There will never be another tradition for as long as I live, mark my words.

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