What to do for this year's resolution:

Try to write again…not.

Try to be a better agent…possible

Tell Ziva that I love her…

Tim sighs as he closes out his computer and presses his hands to his eyes. Of the three choices his second one seems the obvious one, but he's still willing to see if he can accomplish the third one. He's waited for years to tell her how he feels. Maybe this one will be the one where he actually succeeds. Providing she doesn't kill him once he does: she is still proficient where those paperclips are concerned.