It definitely doesn't seem like the year is about to end for me. I spent most nights writing, most weekends writing still. It seems crazy but I hope everything turns out fine when the week starts. I imagine it to be perfect, so that I have some time off to feel the year as it is coming to an end.

I look forward to starting on something new next year, I look forward to going to somewhere new next year, I look forward to getting better next year.