A New Beginning

The Wheel of Time turns, and ages comes and pass, leaving memories that become legend, and then fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when the age that gave it birth comes again. In one Age, called the Third age by some, a wind rose in the north of Barrie. The wind was not the beginning, there are neither beginning nor ending to the turning of the Wheel of Time, but it was -a- beginning.

Ok, perhaps not quite so dramatic. However I've always loved the Wheel of Time books, and love the opening sequence which has, and always will be, such a poetic introduction.

This past year, I really had only one true goal, and that was not to sit on my ass and do nothing. Not to lay down and let life pass me by. My only true resolution last year, was to take some initiative.

I'd say that I actually accomplished that.

In Shaun, I found a friend, someone who is outgoing and extroverted who has urged me to get off my ass and socialize. Perhaps not as much as some, but more then I had in the past. He got me to enjoying alcohol as a social pursuit as opposed to an act of stupidity, and moreso was a great drinking companion for the few times we managed it... He's quit drinking, and I give him kudos to that endeavor. I doubt I'll ever quit drinking, though the sludge I drank last night would be a testament to not buying cheap alcohol.

This is the first new year in a long time that I rang in with a kiss. Not merely words on the screen, but a physical body beside me. Nothing happened beyond a kiss... Well, nothing substantial that I would allow to happen with an intoxicated woman, no matter the situation.

There's not a lot more I can put in for a new year's resolution this year. To continue as I am, to continue to seek oppurtunity in life... To again push to not be alone for another year (and dates/one night stands count, so I pulled it off this past year, might as well try this yeear as well)... And perhaps to push myself to write.

I miss writing, roleplay, and the sheer creative force that I know is deep inside me on some level. I want to bring it out again, it is merely a matter of finding the leverage for it. That inspiration, that leverage, this hidden Muse, may not truly exist. However I hope, at some point, to find it, and to bring it to full fruition.

Only time will tell.

Happy New Year,

The Zodiak.