Fade

2011.
It's been a long year. Good, and bad. But just like always, no?
I think about New Year's Resolutions, but... I'm not quite sure yet.
I went to Kirk in the Hills yesterday, and I decided I was going to get married on the ice one day. My feet were soaked by the time I got back, but at least the ice didn't crack.
It looks like Rachel's walking into some other place, somewhere magical or something. Like the future. Where will she go? Where will you and I go?
Happy New Year, blippers.