Waking up to the bright and glorious morning of the new year and viewing the awesome aftermath of nature's onslaught, I am confronted with the desire to leave my surroundings in their ethereal beauty and the unavoidable necessity of spoiling this evanescent picturesqueness.
There are, or at least there ought to be, moments when you just want the inexorable sweep hand to just take a vacation as opposed to those moments, of which there are far too many, where the push of the fast forward button is all you can think about; a speedy escape from all the troubles that assail you.
Yet now, with the opening pages of this book called 2011 we have a multitude of those very same said choices and moments before us. How will we balance the inevitable marring of the pages as we write upon them day after day with the desire to keep the penmanship pretty and grammar correct? The syntax of our actions during the next year will undoubtedly get mixed up from time to time, but as long as we keep the mistakes to a fair minimum, they will most likely be forgiven or even better; overlooked.
I am quite happy to put 2010 behind me. I don't know if I learned anything new about myself during the year, but I did learn a lot about the way I was behaving and it's effect on the people around me. I've got plans for this year, who hasn't? I have this one last chance to get it all straightened out and back on track. Like many games, races or competitions it often comes down to those final moments...and I'm in the homestretch.
Oh, by the way, what do you guys think about internet dating? Pathetic or potentially good?