2009: we have to talk
I’m sorry to do this to you, 2009, but we have to stop seeing each other.
There are lots of reasons, most of which I’m sure you know. This really shouldn’t come as a big surprise. You know we did not get off to the best start.
Then, it was kind of downhill from there. All of the endless planning and deadlines, the financial distress, the unkempt house and yard – it just wasn’t for me. I’m not really that kind of a woman. You were a bad influence on me.
Oh, sure, there were good times and those I will remember fondly. But overall, I just don’t think we were compatible. I love to sing and dance. You let Eminem make it to the Hot 100. I love to see movies, but your incessant demands kept me from seeing any. I love to travel and you damn near ruined my vacation with a freaking heat wave. Who does that?
And do we even need to discuss my writing? It kills me that you were so needy and self-centered I couldn’t even squeeze in time to do the thing I do best. I have to take “me” back, dude.
To top it off, I’ve just met someone new. 2010 is full of promise and hope. I even think it could hold prosperity. I feel like myself again with 2010. Even the name is fun to say: twenty-ten. There is a balance there that you and I never had together.
I won’t look back on our time together as all bad. No, I certainly learned a lot from you. I will cherish the good times and try to forget the bad. I just know that I need to look forward now.
Since you seem to dwell in the past, might I suggest you look up 2006 or even 2001? I hear those two are still single. I’ve only heard this through the grapevine – I never talk to them myself.
Good luck with everything. Here’s to new beginnings!