I wish I were brave enough to just call you and ask how you are doing, but I’m not. So I decided to write a letter – you like old vintage things, don’t you – but I will never send it either, because I’m afraid you wouldn’t read it or couldn’t be bothered to answer at least.
I have never thought that I would achieve so much in 2015. This year was… crazy. I lived, traveled, loved, learned, danced, laughed, cried, won, lost, made my dreams come true. When I was standing and looking at the beautiful fireworks saying goodbye to 2015 and welcoming the 2016 I guess that I was the saddest one in my whole city, mybe even in the country. That year was so good to me that I didn’t want to let it go. Where everything started? On my coach. With a cup of coffee in my hand and remote controler in the other one.