Intense year, I must admit.
Terrible things happened. To me. To friends.
Great things also happened.
I graduated from my Master's program.
I got a new job one month later.
I rescued and adopted another stray puppy (my very first boy!).
I rescued yet another stray puppy and found it a forever home on Thanksgiving Day (yep, a boy, too) (I think stray puppies are just texting each other about how kind I am to them, so now they're all like, HOUSE PARTY LET'S GO).
After months of struggling, I have fallen back in love with my WIP. It is a mad, consuming love. I vow to work my butt off even harder on this project. I must.
So yeah. 2014 was both terrible and great. I made a lot of mistakes, but I have no regrets.
2015 might be terrible. It might be great. It might be terrible and great, too.
I just hope it's weird enough to remember, and that it comes with candy. :)
Happy New Year, folks!!