New Year’s Eve…Already

I’d really like to write something utterly eloquent and moving that would sum up the past year and express my hopes for 2016. This has been a year like no other. I can sum it up perfectly in my head, where I don’t have to use words.

When I reach for words, however, what I get is, OMG, you guys, the horse can whinny scales! I’m off Death Row! I’m not halfway through the rest of my life!

If I’m feeling particularly grand and dramatic, I think of Sarah Connor at the end of Terminator 2: Judgment Day, where she talks about how the future is finally unknown to her. Yeah, I know, it couldn’t stay that way. Needs must when the Devil or the franchise––or cancer––drives.

Breathe in, breathe out; no air goes spare.

That’s it. That’s all I got right now.

15 thoughts on “New Year’s Eve…Already

  1. Have a wonderful 2016, Pat. Your smarts, your humour and your stories (both your fiction and your memories) are an inspiration. x

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