A New Year
And as the clock struck 12:00 in New York City three hours after it had earlier, I sat back in the couch that I was seated in and, for a split second, I felt something I hadn't felt for what seems like years. Hope. Hope that the coming year will be better than the ones passed. Then I drank half a bottle of Sparkling cider.
Mmmm... Carbonated Apple Juice...
Happy New Year, everyone! ^ ^
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