8 minutes to 2013, the start of something new. I watched these fireworks every year and it feels just the same every year. The first 8 minutes of a new year, who are you with? What were you thinking? What do you hope for and what do you want after it has ended?
8 minutes. I feel emptiness crept into me. I stared into the fireworks for that 8 minutes, wishing for something more exciting after each firework had blasted. Perhaps i was secretly hoping life could be better because 2012 was not as memorable as i had hoped.
December had come to an end and that 8 minutes of fireworks sparks a new
2013 please be good.
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