To my girlfriends,
It’s 2014 now. Most of us had a hard year. We’ve had a tough couple years, to be honest. It’s not easy growing up, moving away, losing loved ones. Some of you got married. Some of you got your hearts broken, or broke someone else’s. More than one of us cried her eyes out all night long.
We tell ourselves the New Year will be better. We even capitalize it to drive home its importance. We say that 2014 will be the year we stop eating an entire bag of Cheetos when we’re drunk, the year we take a tropical vacation, save money, tone up our arms. We say that in the New Year, we’ll advance in our careers. We’ll meet the man of our dreams. We’ll wake up one day and know exactly what we want. The New Year will be better, we say. We repeat…
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