Thirty days
Thirty dragging days
Plus one
One extra dragged-out day
Thirty one dragging days
Four weeks
Four long-winded weeks
Plus a few
Extra days
Weeks without end
You begin with a blast
As the world’s celebrations
Of light and love end
Dragging your feet through
Your coldest and darkest days
We regress to reality
Surrender our lives
To our oppressive obligations
Becoming submissive
Victims of oppressive systems
January deserves more light
Instead we endure
A heavy winter wait
A simple promise
Of brighter days
Published by TheOtherKLM
I really hate talking about myself, but if I have to...
I’m K.L. McDaniel, the person behind TheOtherKLM. I’m an introvert with extrovert moments, a fitness-minded person fighting later-age fat, and someone trying to keep life somewhat organized without pretending it isn’t a mess.
Here, I write about the things I keep coming back to: movement, mental health, learning, self-awareness, and the strange little contradictions that make people interesting. I’m not here to act like I have everything figured out. I’m here to think through it, laugh when possible, and maybe find a little balance in the middle of the clutter.
So, that’s me. More or less.
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