A new year blows in.
It is a time for reflections, for setting goals, for renewal of your inner strengths and resolves.
I ought to be looking forward to the new year. I ought to be loathing the old year. I am not. 2011 was not all I wished it was. 2012 will surely come with it’s own share of joys and disappointments.
As the calendar makes it’s arbitrary flip, I see both change and continuance ahead.