Goodbye 2015 (and Good Riddance)
As I write this, 2015 has nine minutes left (yay USA Central Time). So let me say briefly a not-so-fond farewell to the ebbing year.
Goodbye hospital stays.
Goodbye paralyzing anxiety.
Goodbye guilt and goodbye the reasons for it.
Goodbye depression.
Goodbye substance abuse.
Goodbye that nagging ever-present feeling of inadequacy.
Goodbye avoidance of individuals who care.
Hello to starting again, from zero, with everything possible.
Destructive Anachronism 