So I missed the bus. I resolved with mighty resolve that I'd make a fresh start on 01/01/2009, but I blame it on the digits - they add up to a frightful 13, and promise all kinds of scares for the rest of the year. Perhaps starting (again) on such a date wouldn't have been most cosmically favourable.
But still, there is much to be thankful for, and much much more to be hopeful for.
I have perhaps made some of the best decisions of my life last year. I sometimes wonder if I have simply set myself up for disaster, or if I am finally shaking off my lifelong insistance at being a moron-child.
So this shall be the year of living with one's decisions from last year. And making tougher ones.
Also known as growing up, in some cultures.
Oh boy.
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