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”On the eve of the new year, you’ll see millions if not billions of individuals cast aside the previous age like decrepit manacles and charge towards January with resolutions in hand that they’ll discard by the second week as reality sets in. Even popular illustration personifies the elapsed year as a mangled and geriatric man devoid of purpose and place. I find that rude and thoroughly thickheaded. 2013 was a vacillating, erratic year with equal parts tragedy and jollity. Losses were weathered, bridges were burned. Allies were made, friends were affirmed. Through this cumulonimbus, I found a rather magnificent gem – wrapped in swaddling latex and tucked in a cozy nook. Oftentimes, my skepticism and jaded nature keeps me from engaging in anything resembling ‘love at first sight’ or ‘immediate sympatico’, but this little kitten managed to transcend that. Without wishing the belabor my point, I’ll stay this for the sake of clarification: I still have to remind myself I haven’t know this kitten for years. ‘Flavia’. Such a perfect moniker for one with a golden heart. Through my misfortunes and sine wavesque workload, she’s stayed cheery, faithful, and delightfully mischievous – much like myself. Truly, it’s an honor to call her my pet, and I can only hope that I can continue to emboss that affirmation as the years pass. So, through soliloquy, I say that 2013 was not a discordant wrapper or rubbish that deserves passive scorn, but a cornucopia of experiences I wouldn’t trade for the world.” |
