I was positive 2010 would be my year.
It was the Year of the Tiger,
and because I was born in the Year of the Tiger,
I was convinced ferociously good stuff was headed my way.
It is to laugh.
Today marks the beginning of the Year of the Rabbit.
I have no expectations for 2011.
image from morguefile.com
Rabbits are nice enough.
Huge floppy ears.
Fluffy little tails.