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Years used to be distinguished from another by school terms. Each one had its own color and intensity – a polychromatic childhood before you find your own shade. Now that semesters are oddly situated around the year, I find it easier to define my own timeline. Life now becomes almost a gradient, a continuum with each year bleeding into the next.

2013, if I were made to assign it a role in my now more substantial quilt of a life, would be one of me settling into a comfortable space amidst changes. While relatively uneventful, I spent my days hoarding small joys I’d one day appreciate in a fullness I cannot quite comprehend yet. I am grateful for the lack of things that would upset me. I become aware of people that stayed and things I’ve let go.

The year started off with loved ones, and ended the same way. I’m also glad to confess that I am happier than I was at its beginning.

The last day of 2014 I spent sick.

At Justin’s place we watched anime into the night while he took great pains to make sure I felt alright, and woke me up just before 12 midnight at my insistence. With me running a fever (thus dozing off a lot) and the meaningful atmosphere of countdown (people outside yelling and fireworks going off), it was strangely like my death scene, which I pointed out and we both agreed on haha.

In a bizarre way, it was a such an appropriate summary of the year. Not spectacularly eventful, but close to a loved one, feeling warm and contented and safe. Woke up feeling much better, which I hope signals a year ahead of better fortunes yet. :-) Every year I feel very optimistic about life, because I’m a clever girl and will always find a way to be happy.

Have a good 2014, everyone! :-)