Happy Birthday,
kieranalexander. I miss you.
Goodbye 2014. You taught me a lot but mostly you were a pain in the ass. I said goodbye to old friends, while others simply drifted away in the rush and press of life.
Hello 2015. Don't be a bitch. You sneak in on frosted paws, a chill wind blowing down my neck to send shivers dancing across my skin. You hint at promises, whisper sweet nothings in my ear. Do I believe you? That remains to be seen. I expect you to be on your best behavior but I know you to be a rogue, a rascal, a ruffian and rapscallion. You will tease and twirl me away to dance upon a cloud of hopes and dreams, making me forget my feet aren't touching solid ground and that the wisps will soon dissipate and I will crash back to earth, bruised and battered by the whims of Fate. But I'm on to you, 2015. I have plans. Practical plans to counter your gossamer sugarplum secrets.
So there. *nods*