The New Year

Every time another month begins to come to a close, I have another ounce of hope return for the new year is approaching and thus, I am 30 to 31 days farther away from a most dreadful year. Naturally, 2012 will rank lower on the scale of shitty years as I age, but for now, I have no shame in saying that I am grateful to be slowly running away. Running, running, running with a sigh of relief with each pounding step to the pavement. Momentum.