It is the end of 2013, despite all my friends in New Zealand already being in 2014.
Today didn’t feel any different, except for the fact that I got a packet of semi permanent hair dye (£5) and got my sister to do my hair. It is now dark dark brown or ‘chocolate truffle’ as the packet says.
The past three years I had awesome NYE celebrations.
2011 – set off chinese lanterns off nearby huge hills
2012 – saw the northern lights when tripping in norway
2013 – florida awesomeness
And now 2014…
I’m sat in my room editing my novel and watching out the window for the odd firework.
And I just saw a drunk woman stumble along the pavement before falling into the road. I was tempted to open the window and shout and give her a fright. But then that could be considered harassment.
The fireworks are so inconsiderate, as soon as I settle back in bed or look away from the window they explode. Then, for the twenty minutes I stare unblinkingly at the sky nothing happens.