Where were you last night when 2012 turned into 2013? Is that where you’d wanted to be?
Okay, so I know I’m doing this a little bit late, but I’m a tad bit OCD and needed to start from the very beginning.
On the last day of 2012, I found myself sitting in my room alone, reflecting on the previous year and what 2013 had to offer me. I didn’t say “Happy New Year” to anyone, now that I think about it, not on time anyway.
My Aunt drunk texted me somewhere throughout the night. Probably around 9pm my time, as she’s on the other side of the continent. That really made me giggle.
Was I where I wanted to be?
No… not exactly. I would have much rather been with M, somewhere… happy, somewhere not solitary, though I was alone by choice. Though to be more philosophical, I wasn’t where I wanted to be emotionally either, I wasn’t ready for the end of the year, I don’t know if enough improvement was made. I won’t let the last night of the year decide my fate for the new year though, 2013 will be better, 2013 will be the year dreams come true!