New Year's resolution for 2013: write more.
Day 1 topic
Nick watched the weird geometries of light, the collection of irregular shapes and long, parallel arcs flowing with small bright beads, slowly slip away into darkness underneath his feet. The plane banked right, ascended; jets rumbled him in his seat and in his chest. He cast one last look down at the glimmering city he had called home for the past twenty years then pulled the shade closed. They gathered speed eastward. Nick sighed, closed his eyes. It had been a strange year. He didn't know if he was fleeing or pursuing tomorrow this time.