2008 started out full of hope and I was madly in love. Towards the middle of the year I became a workaholic. By summer, I was able to completely relax and have fun with NY. This fun I think, disrupted the natural course of things and made me reevaluate my relationship with Cuntface.
By the fall, my seemingly perfect relationship with Cuntface met a bitter end. I felt completely lost and became someone I didn't even recognise. Hope, positivity, and optimism, all things that I believed were truly the essence of my being; had vanished.
I quickly gathered my things and headed back to New York, not because I wanted to, but because I knew I had to.
The love I received when I returned home was overwhelming. But, so much had changed since I left, and I had changed too. I realized the NYC was no longer the place for me, London was my destiny.
Thinking about all that I've lost in 2008 is a bit sad, but I reckon I will gain a lot in 2009.
Best wishes for the New Year.
