Hello 2015.

Dear 2015,

You don’t really know me, but my name is Steffany and I’ve actually been waiting to meet you for a long time. 20, even 10 years ago.. I wouldn’t have thought twice about 2015 but in recent years you’ve become quite important to me.

I don’t really know what you’re like 2015. I’ve stalked you online and in books I’ve read, but nothing seems to really be able to give me an accurate read on you.

Will you be fun? Will you be hard work? Will you be full of new exciting opportunities or will you actually be, a lot like 2014.

I hope you aren’t. I left 2014 for a reason.. It wasn’t all bad, but it just wasn’t right for me you know? The timing was all off and it just felt a lot like work.

2015, I wanted to tell you that while you may feel like just another year in the very long list of years, to me you are very important. I have worked hard to see you and to be honest, I’ve actually been a little nervous. You see 2015 is the very first year in which I won’t be a uni student. I can see that you still aren’t convinced. People finish uni all the time, what makes 2015 so special? Well for me.. 2015 is super significant. I’ve been at uni for the last 7 years and so to be without it, is very exciting. Daunting and exciting. I think you and I could be something special.

Am I putting a lot of pressure on you as a year? Maybe. Is it weird to say I kind of love you even though we just met? Maybe.

2015, you should know up front that’s just the kinda girl I am. But if you’re willing, let’s do this crazy weird thing called life together. I’m in 2015.. if you are?

Love,
Steffany.

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