A New Year…unedited…

I have dreamt of war, of cries of torment, and somewhere in the midst of hell, I’ve found myself. The doctor called last week and told me I am losing blood. Strange. I don’t feel sick, nor do I feel worried.

Maybe I should worry. 

Still, it’s a fresh new year. And like anything new or fresh, one wants things to go a certain way. I’m not going to make resolutions I won’t even try to accomplish, nor will I fret about things I can’t control.

So, here’s to a new year. May the Lord guide your steps and all your dreams come true. 

Well, I’m off to see what the new year has in store for me. Y’all take it easy.

Freeman

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