2 am, here we are,
See your face, hear my voice, in the dark
So, 2014.
It's almost midnight here: 11.43, to be exact. I started thinking about this year, and what it's been like for me.
I've fallen out of touch with Blogland over this year, and I know that. I had so much going on and real life was so daunting...
I started off the year as a little naïve. Over the last twelve months I've had ups and downs that make Space Mountain look like a kiddies carousel.
Life isn't easy: it's never perfect, because a life without troubles is a life without depth and meaning. And yes, this year has had its moments of darkness and despair. It's taken me places that I never wanted to go. But I'm better, stronger and wiser for having gone there.
So thank you, 2014. Because I was happy. Thank you for giving me new friends, and letting me see that not all my old friends can stay forever. Thank you for every laugh, every smile, every pinprick of light in the dark. You were a good year, 2014, not because you didn't have your shadows (you had more than your fair share of those) but because 'it's only a passing thing, this darkness; and even darkness must pass.'
2015, from where I'm standing, looks scary. (Okay, I tell a lie, it looks f***ing terrifying.) I'm entering Year 11: my first year of big exams. It's also the first year without my older brother at home, now that he's leaving for uni. It's the year of the semi-formal and life choices. I'm taking new subjects with new people, because old friends have left. I've got big school events and big me events. It looks daunting and terrifying and I'm pretty sure it'll rip me to shreds, but I can't wait.
It's 12.02, my friends, and 2014 is now preserved forevermore in history books. Welcome to 2015! I wonder who we'll be in a year's time.
Thanks for 2014 and good luck for next year. May it be a good one x
Love,
Saph
These are the times that we'll remember
Breaking the city's heart together
Finally, it's our time now...
