Goodbye, dear 2010

Everywhere I listen to people say how terrible 2010 was. Including on TV, but let's not go there. Others wish us a"Happy New Year" in an incredibly mechanical way, without any sort of meaning to it, except the slight hope that the Time of our Lives is somewhere hidden in 2011. It seems to me that this year comes across as just another year, another boring step towards old age, another meaningless collection of fights, when don't even know what we're fighting for.

Not for me. I dare to say that 2010 was one of the most important years of my life. It was a time for begginings. New projects, new hopes, new ideas and new people. It was a time of enlightenment, where the road to follow has finally been chosen and I can truly say that I have realised where I am going and what I really want. It wasn't anything close to an easy acomplishment.
I'm moving on to the next year, feeling that I've done everything I could and that I am exactly where I am supposed to be.
That wouldn't have happened without the help of some very important people. But they know who they are and they deserve this line for coping with my drama, eccentricity and mood swings.

The only hope I have for 2011 is that everything that has begun this year, will continue taking form and growing. But enough about me, I'm sure you don't give a damn.

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Oh well, Happy 2011. Let's try to find that so called Time of our Lives in it.
My fingers are crossed.