Happy New Year.

Happy New Year.

Soon you won’t remember what year it is. Soon you won’t remember who you were, who you are.

Soon, time will fade away, left with nothing more than an unending count of days that bleed in to each other.

Soon your existence will only be the monotonous routine of waking up in your cell, staring at the same walls, same door.

You just exist as another subject, number on a file, property of the institution.

Happy new year….