And so it comes again. The end of a year. Ol’ Mother Earth is completing yet another trip around the Sun. It’s something that’s been happening literally since the dawn of time for our planet, and yet we throw a party like it might never happen again. Call me cynical, but why?
A lot of people take those few minutes right before the clock strikes twelve to look back at the last twelve months and either regret what they didn’t do (doing their best Marlon Brando saying “I coulda been someone, I coulda been a contenduh…”), smile or grin at the good things they did do (”Those were the best days of our life”, said Bryan Adams; were they?), wish for the things that they will do, or all three. Those last minutes are for some the only introspection we do in any amount of seriousness. Shame on you, you should do that every day.
But there is something irresistible about the last day of the year. I mean, we all see time passing: the Sun rises and sets, seasons come and go, temperatures rise and fall. But on New Year we actually have a sense of a cycle ending, a sense that time is steadily moving forward. So we take it as a chance of doing everything a little better, wishing that the bad that happened in the last year was as bad as it was going to get, so working the best we can to make everything in our lives better.
Many analysts are calling 2008 a year of turmoil for my country. Certainly the signs are there: the President was dealt with his first major political loss in nine years, and many say that he’s going to get even more radical. We have local elections for governors and mayors in October, and if that were blow Number Two that would be major. We’ll see.
On a personal note, I can only hope that my life will continue the course it took this year, because it was a good course. New job, finished my thesis, finally seemed to get some respect for myself. Got big plans for ol’ Oh Eight. New car, for starters, before this one kills me. And who knows, I just might pop the question.
I thank any of you who might read me with any consistency to have done so. I remember that old philosophical question that asks, “If a tree falls in the forest, and there’s no one there to listen, does it amke a sound?” Well, if someone writes words, and there’s no one there to read them, do they actually exist? Thanks guys, and I wish you all and your families a very Happy New Year. Peace out.
December 30, 2007
One year that comes…
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And so it comes again. The end of a year. Ol’ Mother Earth is completing yet another trip around the Sun. It’s something that’s been happening literally since the dawn of time for our planet, and yet we throw a party like it might never happen again. Call me cynical, but why?
Now don’t be calling me no Scrooge or anything, I’m just joking. I like the New Year. It’s both the saddest and happiest day of the year. Gives us all a chance to start anew. Insert convenient cliché here: turn a new leaf, wipe the slate clean, start from square one.
A lot of people take those few minutes right before the clock strikes twelve to look back at the last twelve months and either regret what they didn’t do (doing their best Marlon Brando saying “I coulda been someone, I coulda been a contenduh…”), smile or grin at the good things they did do (”Those were the best days of our life”, said Bryan Adams; were they?), wish for the things that they will do, or all three. Those last minutes are for some the only introspection we do in any amount of seriousness. Shame on you, you should do that every day.
But there is something irresistible about the last day of the year. I mean, we all see time passing: the Sun rises and sets, seasons come and go, temperatures rise and fall. But on New Year we actually have a sense of a cycle ending, a sense that time is steadily moving forward. So we take it as a chance of doing everything a little better, wishing that the bad that happened in the last year was as bad as it was going to get, so working the best we can to make everything in our lives better.
Many analysts are calling 2008 a year of turmoil for my country. Certainly the signs are there: the President was dealt with his first major political loss in nine years, and many say that he’s going to get even more radical. We have local elections for governors and mayors in October, and if that were blow Number Two that would be major. We’ll see.
On a personal note, I can only hope that my life will continue the course it took this year, because it was a good course. New job, finished my thesis, finally seemed to get some respect for myself. Got big plans for ol’ Oh Eight. New car, for starters, before this one kills me. And who knows, I just might pop the question.
I thank any of you who might read me with any consistency to have done so. I remember that old philosophical question that asks, “If a tree falls in the forest, and there’s no one there to listen, does it amke a sound?” Well, if someone writes words, and there’s no one there to read them, do they actually exist? Thanks guys, and I wish you all and your families a very Happy New Year. Peace out.