If i had known what had happened would happen, i would have skipped the whole year. If i had so welcomed the coming of the year, i wouldn't have been glad to leave December. I wish i could jump it, i wish i had not lived the year.
And so i'm leaving. The year would have to end itself without me here. Probably then it would be easier.
But still, Happy Birthday December dearests.
I'll see you in January.