So, this is the part where I say "Oh, 2007 is gone, look at all of the things that have happened."  Cue popular indie tune and commence slideshow.

However, I won't reminisce. In fact, I've cleaned out my proverbial shelves and placed the event of 2007 in a drawer. It wasn't a benchmark year but it certainly had some excellent moments, spectacular heart aches, and lovely Sundays.

This year is something else entirely. I forgo the making of resolutions, mostly because I cheat and set boundaries I know I can accomplish easily ( i.e. " No more crack" or "Cut back on the NASCAR") and also because I'm not entirely sure you can simply change you life because it's gone from the 31st of one month to the 1st of another.  What does it take then?

I can't sleep. The things that I want to do are tugging at my sleeves, giving me no peace, making my hands wring ceaselessly.

This Fall the city was a clenched fist and I wore holes in my shoes wandering around in the woods, talking to myself. Well, maybe I didn't wear holes in my shoes but I did wander in the woods and I certainly talked to myself.

I've learned some things and since my 25th year on this earth is about to begin, I've decided to wear my new pearls of wisdom on a string around my neck, have them out where I can touch them when I'm thinking of a solution to a problem.

My life lacks passion, somehow. It's kind of odd though as I have a tendency to be very passionate about whatever I'm doing...aha. I'm not really doing anything. It's only recently that I started writing again after almost a year of nothing new. I recently started painting again after my tubes if acrylic spent a sad 365 days in their case, in the dark. I started smiling for no reason at all, simply to exercise my muscles. Most importantly I stopped caring about things that don't matter, I stopped giving my time and energy to people who didn't want it. Last year, like every year, I had a handful of people that took pinches of my flesh and pulled me out in ribbons. I let them do it but I've take my kitchen shears and cut the ties, the bandages are in place and soon enough I'll be able to cauterize anything still bleeding. It feels.........better, already.

I won't say "This year will be different." but I do think I will be different this year.