Every year, as I feel the end approaching, a specific kind of panic sets in. The faint remnants of the year gone come to me in a flash  -  the good, the bad, and the ugly. The things I wanted to do but couldn't, and the things I shouldn't have done but did. And each December, I promise myself: “The next year will be different.  I will do better this time around.” 

Author: Sakshi Udavant

Category: LIFE

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