You don’t think people care about things like this until you hear people caring about things like this

There are worse places to spend the last day of the year than the United Club at Cleveland Airport. I ended up here after being willfully bumped from my original flight in favor of a direct flight and a $300 voucher. My father (conveniently) gave me a pass for the United Club a couple days ago, and at the time I never thought I’d use it, and yet here I am — enjoying the free shit and the relative calm while I wait for my next flight. I need to become a member of this club — I’d get to the airport early just so I could enjoy the complimentary everything.

My Christmas vacation went fast, as it always does — not sure why I’m still surprised by this. It was a rather indistinct Christmas, with the exception of the lots of snow that fell on the 26th and the 29th. There was about a foot on the ground when I left, which is more snow than I’ve seen in a long time. It’s always good to see friends and family, but it always seems so brief — so fast, to continue a theme.

Tomorrow will be a new year, and while this year was not a bad year at all, I’ve got a good feeling about 2013 (in spite of its unlucky moniker), and I hope I can find the magic within the next 365 days.

Speaking of magic, the man sitting behind me is telling his wife about Brad Pitt & Angelina Jolie’s engagement — he seems to be reading from a copy of US Weekly, and both he and his wife seem very interested. You don’t think people care about things like this until you hear people caring about things like this in the United Club at Cleveland Airport.

Happy New Year, people.

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