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Swept midshore.

Almost a month on, I cannot help but still harbour some bitter resentment for 2013. It was such a sore, black spot on my life’s history, I doubt even the strongest cleaning solution in the universe would have been able to wash away any of its lingering ill effects.

Naturally, memories both good and bad will eventually go on to make up essential parts of ourselves – either bringing us way up high above the clouds so that we can freely build castles of our own in the sky, or down paths less travelled that starkly undermine our inner desires to fly; but more often than not, it is the sum of all fears that rides on us forever more, shaking us to the very core.

And yet, when those Chinese zodiac predictions for the new year speak only of all things good to come – bountiful wealth, blossoming love, brilliant career outlook – it is hard to keep a straight face and not roll your eyes in response to those immense words of praise and joy.

Of course, it is best to take it all with a grain of salt. Perhaps two, maybe three. Still, they ring hollow to my ears, for the opposite could be true.

I do very much hope to be proven wrong this time around, though.

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