2020 can’t leave fast enough

I have never been so eager for January,
the piercing wind whipping windows,
and happiness frozen off,
but at least 2021.

A hellish year, waving goodbye.
It excites me.
For 12 to strike on December 31
signifies the start of something new.
 
Can you help jumping up and down,
when the Inauguration comes?
The start of something new,
masks off to follow, and soon indoor meetings.

When 2021 comes, 2020 will try to pry its way through the doors.
Let's lock them.
c

crisscross

NY

17 years old

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