What I wrote around 9 pm today:
"In three hours or so it'll be 2013. I can't say that 2012 has been a good year for me, but I'm not dead yet, and as long as my faculties are intact there's still hope no matter how slim. In a couple of hours I shall leave the comfort of home to do something productive, meaningful, and helpful; when I return next year, I shall have the feeling of contentment and satisfaction that I made a positive difference no matter how small. I'm glad that despite the nonsense that hit me from all directions, key parts of me still function. Bye bye 2012 and welcome 2013. Vaalga!"
I do have more to write, but I'll leave that for another time when I can sit down and slowly type out my thoughts.
