Go away. Hit the road, Jack. Скатертью дорожка.
That’s what I want to say to the rapidly-diminishing 2020.
I have seen enough inertia, ostrich-like indifference, inept mumbling, downright treason and duplicity from people I considered friends and political allies to last me another 5yrs – and very little, but by rarity even more shining examples of support, open-heart generosity, kindness. I will always remember your help – Adam, Cat, Stuart, Jessie, Tony (actually, three Tonies), “Fiona”, Lucie and Julien. Thank you. You made that awful year a bit more bearable.
Here’s to a new and improved 2021! Don’t want to place too much hope in things getting better – in fact, I’ve seen commenters wonder: were people at New Year Eve of 1914 believed, aloud, in a better 1915? They might be right. Still, the future is uncertain, and there is still a small probability of a better tomorrow.
Happy New Year, everyone!
