Sunday, 13 January 2008
You have to keep your wits about you.
I am glad of a fresh start, now that it's the thirteenth day of 2008. My spirits are hushed and grateful. I want and choose to believe the uniqueness of my fate like how people do right after they realise their mistake and make a change in a swift decision.
I'd say that I am crossing my fingers to be hopeful and wishful this year. I thought I would make a small favour for myself which I could achieve by my own scale. I want to be the last person to air wrongs or ask for sympathy and that my presence to be a genial one. I will tell you a strange thing. I haven't had an exactly settled days during the last few weeks of 2007. I felt the intensifying pressures of obligations. So it dawned on me this morning that I have some fixing up to do, actually plenty. I will need to catch up a lot on reading. Since school has greeted me with a big toothy smile, I sure have exciting events awaiting for me.
I am a girl who wishes to find that careful balance in life and just when I thought I'd find it finally, gravity or stasis tows me in an unexpected direction. A whole new direction, I'd say. This is a new and brisk sense of expansion and responsibility.
