“…it`s been a long December, and there`s reason to believe
maybe this year will be better than the last…”
Yes… a long December. A rendering of a year – lingering long, in its way, but all too quickly passing. This year finds me in a far different place than last year… in more ways than one.
What will my reflection be, upon a newer January than that which looms before me at this late hour? How will these days, that have not yet come, look in retrospect when I sit in thought as the midnight bells intone?
Another year seems both daunting and exhilarating to me… 2008 holds such promise and opportunity, but also too is the reminder of just how fleeting are one`s days.
Did I not just welcome another year moments ago? Is it already the ending of another span? Have I so much wasted my time that, here again, I am reminded of the futility of a man`s days.
Nearly twelve thousand of my days have already passed, and what have I to show for them?