Resolutions are about broken things. Since a resolution implies that something ought to be fixed, I’m writing to you instead of 2017. It’s a list for me. Not 9-5 me. Not weekend me. Just me.
Dear 2015, You were good to me. You gave me many laughs and many memories. You challenged me, and sometimes I didn’t like you very much. You made me do things I wasn’t comfortable doing. You took people from me and gave me others. You introduced me to firsts and hopefully some lasts. Most of […]