The year I read Tiny Beautiful Things until the spine cracked, looking for answers and comfort and advice in the words of strangers, the year I opened my eyes back up to the world of comics and graphic novels and found there a wealth of stories I'd never known existed, the year I decided to read more classics (again) and failed miserably (again), the year I tried to read War and Peace (again) and failed miserably (again), the year I stopped running and vowed to start it up (again), the year I spent a month eating no alcohol, grains, dairy, or sugar and lived to tell the tale. The year I lived with my father and got to know him in a way so different from how I knew him as a child; the year I first watched Dead Poets Society; the year I learned how terrible the world can be (again) and yet how amazing it is to watch people come together (again).
Bring it on, 2015. There's a lot we can do better this time around, but that doesn't mean you don't have big shoes to fill.
What are you all doing to celebrate today? Happy to see 2014 go? Looking forward to 2015?
