And this, pretty much sums up my year.

Honestly, 2013 has been doing a good job kicking me while I'm down. Repeatedly with increasing intensity and strength. Is this really a test of my patience, or a warning of worse things to come.

When I let my mind drift for even a few minutes, I swear it takes a Herculean effort just to keep myself from cracking. I don't even know what I'm here for anymore.

I don't come back home to rest. I come back home to become crutches. I don't go to college to learn. I go there to discover how incompetent I really am, and also to be a lamp post.

It's really taking everything I've got to just tilt my head up enough to face the road in front of me.