Freewrite Dailyprompt #mariannewests in @freewriters
At the end of the year, when the clock hit 12, there were fireworks on buildings showing that it was not just the change of year but a change in a new decade. Maya saw it as an opportunity as something that symbolized no history of misery or someone to be terrible to her for the past ten years. For years she has been in her 20s trying to find out who she was, blundering through missteps, and building her confidence. She was thirty, and now, standing at the window of her apartment which was located high up, she watched the city lights. This decade will be different,” she told herself to the echo of her new voice; the fierce feeling of hopefulness and decision filling her chest.