Tonight I’m missing cold evenings with warm socks. I’m missing cuddling under big blankets and drinking hot cocoa. I’m missing street noise creeping through my high-up windows. I’m missing a heavy coat and a frozen nose.
As the new year sneaks up on me, I can’t help but reflect on years gone by. I’m wistful for days when bills weren’t mine to pay and when starting “real life” felt exciting and new. I’m missing my schoolgirl crushes and trying to find the excitement in this chapter of my life. I’m wishing for a hand to hold and a shoulder to lean on. I’m looking forward to what this new year is going to bring and I’m ready to let go of all that happened in the past.