The new year doesn’t unfold like dawn.

Instead it moves like a snail.

The last year was a depression.

I want every year to be sad when it ends.

A sweet sadness, an end and beginning.

My new year resolution made.

Soon will be broken.

But the light at the end of the tunnel shines brighter than fireworks.

A rock has lain unturned at my feet too long.

I think its times to show the world who I am.

To make friends, go places, and have fun.

So I welcome the new year.

For I am going to turn 2016 upside down.

Happy New Year.