See Ya Later, Alligator
“Lack nothing: be merry”
~Shakespeare, Henry IV
It’s almost over. Arguably the most hopeful, horrific, joyful, painful, free falling, unexpectedly memorable year of my life.
Over and out.
2012: Kiss my ass.
Thank god they invented the new year: the seed in our minds blooming into the idea of a fresh start or another chance. What would we do if it all just ran into one big blob? Well, except consider ourselves to be a lot younger.
Still, specifically calculated advanced years and all, I am glad to see the door close on 2012: the Year the Mayans Tried to Kill Us.
So here’s to survival instincts, old loves, lost causes, dear friends, dashed hopes, clean water, shooting stars, bold dreams, bigger actions, and endless possibility.
May your joys be as deep as the ocean, and your misfortunes light as its foam.