Let me tell you, I am pleased to see the back end of 2014. It might not have been as bad as some years (2010 and 2011, I am looking at you), but I can’t say it was a barrel of fun, either. The sentiment seems to be generally shared: 2014, we’re over you.
We’re done. Finito. That’s it. Give me back your spare key and don’t let the door hit your arse on the way out. Don’t think I’m going to take you back, either. We. Are. Finished.