Goodbye 2011
Goodbye 2011, you were shitty and fantastic in so many ways. I learnt a lot about myself this year, stayed out of relationships, stayed away from love and all the terrible/fantastic things that can come with it, and I grew with myself and only myself. I became a little more known for my music and photography, attempted to write a second album (still working on it, so far 2012 has already brought on two new songs to the crew) worked three jobs for about 9 months of the year, shot and attended some of the best concerts of my life, made some pretty wonderful friends and grew stronger with existing ones. I had surgery, went through three cars, dealt with the loss of most of my possesions because of a flood, was in and out of sickness for several months on end, broke many bones, started up the addiction for a few months again and had a bout of long-lasting loneliness that I’m still working on shaking. I still believe everything happens for a reason, and I went through all of the bullshit to get to the fanastic times and to learn from them. I feel great, it could be the booze, it could be the green, it could be that this may very well be the last year I ever live, but I feel on top of the world, and I’m going to beat 2012 into a bloody pulp and wring it of everything it could potentially have. Love. Music. Photography. Happiness.
Cheers my friends,
Happy New Year.
