Another year is passing over to yet another one that strikes a digit higher in the numerical counter. My schedules on years' worth of calendars have gone tired from following up and these novelties have lost their purposes. A faith, a shot of hope, a chance to love, can only quaver to its boundary. After that, they are no longer eligible for their own terms. This year, exudes so much craziness, so much accomplished and unaccomplished imaginable. Dawn still widens every morning and dusk still deepens just to await another crack of day. My aspirations and ambitions fell into a blank page of ambiguity but that has not thus faltered the optimism, albeit painful and painfully built. Endurance was strained to endure, patience was lost to patient and love was lost to love.

I miss youth already.

Here's wishing everybody a tolerable 2009.