I don’t know how I managed to get this far without going insane. Or maybe I am insane, a few hundred loops I ago I went to a psychiatrist and they sent me to a mental asylum, that was pretty neat.

It’s currently December 31^st 2018, I can hear the firecrackers outside the window. In just five minutes the whole world will move on to a new year, my world won’t. In four minutes, I’ll be back on January 1^st 2018 with the only reminder of the time loops I’ve been through is this journal.

The funny thing is, no matter how many times I loop I never get bored. If you have a whole year to yourself where you know if you do something stupid or wrong you won’t suffer any consequences, that when you die or the year ends everything will go back to January 1^st well, you can do whatever the hell you want.

But that’s the thing that drives you insane, right? The power.

Or maybe we’re all just insane to begin with.

60 seconds left, if I don’t get this journal on my bed it won’t be with me when I get up. See you all in my next loop.