So now what

Bitter things are the hardest to chew and swallow. But yeah, cut and dried like dead meat as this year tastes like, (no thanks to It) I'll just sink my teeth into it. I keep telling myself. Treat it as a break. Treat it as a break. Treat it as a break. And then I think. Now what? Three months of debauchery? It'll just add up to the disappointment I feel already. Nothing comes to fruition. It's just as well this would probably blow away since I am too lazy to stay cynical.