Completely Cut Off

My feed is flooded with year-end round-ups, and it isn’t limited only to a few sites. The Christmas buzz has been replaced by an intense nostalgia that the new year seems to be inducing in almost everyone I know. Seduced by its popularity, I almost wrote one myself, but I couldn’t get past the first few words. It isn’t like me at all to be a follower of the current trend (sometimes I’m happily unaware of it), while it is exactly like me to be breaking traditions. So, in my last text post of the year 2015, I have decided to share a mundane but powerful experience rather than talk about what a satisfying or challenging year I had because, frankly, I don’t think even I’d bother to re-read it.

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