I smile, looking out to the city below. It had been a good year. I could only hope that next year would be just as grand.
"Three. Two." One."
"Happy New Year." I whisper.
-Inspiration from it being New Years Eve
Sunday, December 31, 2017
A New Year
I stepped out onto the balcony, letting the cool air flow all around me as I leaned on the railing, listening to the chanting start up behind me. "Ten! Nine! Eight!"
I smile, looking out to the city below. It had been a good year. I could only hope that next year would be just as grand.
"Three. Two." One."
"Happy New Year." I whisper.
I smile, looking out to the city below. It had been a good year. I could only hope that next year would be just as grand.
"Three. Two." One."
"Happy New Year." I whisper.
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