In an hour or so, 2014 will be all over, even the shouting.
I have nothing to add that someone else, somewhere, hasn’t said.
This has not been my best year, and I can’t think of a worse one, but I kept picking them up and putting them down anyway, and here I am, still plugging along.
Because today is the last day of the year, I spent it rushing around tending to my superstitions, making ready for a blank slate tomorrow morning, giving myself the best chance possible to get it all right from the get-go.
My phrase for the year has been “get down with the getdown,” which is to say, I’ve had to get down with the getdown, and other people have likewise had to get down with the getdown, too. It hasn’t been easy for any of us, and if it were like being born, we’d all have fought to stay where we were.
I have found more friends than I have lost, and I have seen more people succeed than fail, so I’m putting it all in the W column.
I continue to be amazed at how much of the world I see in the eyes of my loved ones every single day.
All that being said, I’m glad 2014 is ending. I’m ready for it to be gone. I’m not ready to throw in the towel, but lawdy, I have had enough of this year.
Happy 2015. Be tender.