Somehow, the year is drawing to a close. There will be no curtain calls, no fanfare for me; 2015 will simply creep up insidiously, for as much as I want time to halt, there is naught that I can do.
Has it been a good year then? Too much, too many things and events have gone and passed. I'm not even sure if I have accepted them as they are.
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