To the moments of gratification; the moments of despair.
To the feeling of anxiousness; and safety.
To the intoxicating highs and painstakingly-low lows.
To the breakthroughs; to the dead ends.
A moment for the people that left us, and the ones that were taken.
A smile to everyone that you’ve yet to prove wrong,
and a big fucking thank you to everyone that’s still waiting in your corner.
A great end to a roller coaster year, is what we hope for.
We hope quite a lot, because we want. We hope because we need.
We dream.
A toast to the realists.
A toast to the dreamers that know where they want to be,
even if they’ve no idea how to get there.
To innocence, and naïvety. To ambition, and the inner child.
My four walls expanded beyond a hollow darkness this year,
and my most incredible highs were simply, the peaceful days.
Though the bottom of the bottle tastes bitter,
the idea of its ‘being’, allows for sweeter endings.
Sweeter surroundings, surreal moments of time standing still:
allowing us to… be.
Here’s to a new chapter, a new learning curve, a new opportunity.
A second chance, a revised outlook, a new ending, a clear beginning.
Here we are, exactly where we need to be.
Looking ahead into the future, when everything we want..
is right underneath our footsteps.
RKZ.