Dear 2012,
Listen. You were great. But I think we need some distance, okay?
No, no. It's not you. It's me. I got a lot of stuff straightened out, and although there was that little heart scare (I know, 2012, that was more of 1987's fault) things ended up great. I found myself in a lot better position than I was prior to you, and for that I'm thankful. But really... you were just one big hangover from 2011. Like I had woken up naked in a desert after a night of binge drinking and had to get my bearings before getting myself out of that mess.
But here we are. Things are back to normal and I'm back on solid ground.
So yeah, 2013? I'm gonna conquer you.
Regards,
Mr. Hands
P.S. - Thanks for not ending. <3