It was one hell of a year.
It was the year I flew across the world to live in the mist under the grey.
The year I worked in my pajamas.
The year I came to understand that an Irish accent and an exposed shoulder is my kryptonite.
The year I started writing with a little more purpose.
The year I owned my first scarf.
The year I was reunited with two great friends.
The year I first saw the west coast of Australia.
The year I went to my first Glastonbury festival.
The year I spent a magical weekend in Paris.
The year I planned and took my first decent photograph.
The year I drank a Guinness in Dublin.
The year I watched more football than ever before.
The year I saw one of the Beatles play live.
The year I first saw the sun set over water.
The year I ate Thai food in Thailand.
It was the year that I had two haircuts.
Yeah, like I said, one hell of a year.