New Year's Eve

With my designer bag properly placed in the corner of the lavish limousine I'm sitting in, with all the sorrows of the previous year shoved in a chamber of my heart, my soul feels strong enough to face new challenges with a smile.
Here I am, in Dubai, hoping to have the best night of my life. It did seem like the best night, well atleast until they pulled me from my hair and into a huge van. Until I felt like I didnt know the very own soul of mine that had made a promise to my physical self just a few minutes before the clock struck twelve.
Am I really strong enough?
Do I really want to face new challenges even after what I've already been through..?