*Christmas this year was more interesting than usual. I found many things come to an end and it was surreal. So many holes in the once full, and supple picture. Is this really the cycle of my life? It is.

*I’m well aware that the magnitude of predicaments and mishaps are bound to elevate, yet every time they do, I find myself exchanging values for reason. Walking in circles - too fond of the block.

*Wait. And wait. Even now I have the luxury of ranting on this blog but it doesn’t seem to provide any light towards the paths ahead. I’m fighting to finish my plate, but the hunger is distracted by the sacrifices I’ve made.

*I wish it to be no easier. Seeking the shady forest of this world - the choice between fear and wonder never dampens the drive. I hardly believe in true happiness. Real happiness emerges after your greatest challenges are confronted.

*I try to live a balanced life. That includes capitalizing on the mistakes I made and the opportunities still hidden around the corner. This is my flat line, a standard to call my own. Anticipation suits me better than hope.

***2012, I look forward to your hurdles and trophies.