To all my friends who had a bad year, to anyone who can’t wait to get out of 2013. To everyone who had reason to grieve, to everyone whose heart was broken, to all whose plans took a wrong turn, who felt lost or lonely or sad. To everyone who mourned, who cried, who felt the pangs of failure and defeat. To everyone who wished for more and didn’t get it, to everyone who worked their asses off and got nowhere. To everyone who lost a job, a friend or their way. To those who struggled with addiction, to those who wrestled with demons, to those who spent most nights wide awake wondering how they were going to survive another day.
To everyone who is looking forward to slamming the door on 2013, I hope tomorrow you’ll find better things.
Yesterday I celebrated 4 months of continuous sobriety and clean time. In some regards, it feels like the blink of an eye, and sometimes it feels like an entire lifetime.
I used to listen to this song and just beg the universe for bluer skies, rhyming verses and better things tomorrow. Towards the end, I lost all hope for an improved tomorrow. This song, and anything remotely optimistic was pure bullshit.
But, I can say confidently, that tomorrow has arrived. Its not like life stopped happening. I’ve had to deal with some rough shit during the past four months. But nothing is as bad as it was four months ago. Its nothing more than perspective, but that’s everything.