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Now that I'm more awake, happy new year again! I am a stick in the mud; I do not enjoy parties, nor alcohol, nor drunk drivers, nor loud noises for no reason but to make loud noises. So I stayed home. I played World of Warcraft, I worked on roleplay characters, I read, I worked on icons (honest, I am working on these!), I just sat around. And at midnight I said happy new year and watched fireworks off in the distance, right from the windows of the house, for a bit. And then I went to bed.
2004 had its good moments, but it was a rough year for too many people I know - and for too many people I don't. I still have no words for the incomprehensibility and the shocking size of the disaster in Asia. If I manage to retain dates (always a questionable thing with me), that will be what I remember 2004 for, where once I thought it would be Bush's re-election. No, it will be the sheer scope of destruction and loss of life that came, of all times, in the Christmas season, after Christmas day, when pop-culture-raised me expects the world to be bright and glittery and happy.
So, here's hoping that 2005 will be better. That it will be the year I remember as the world coming together and continuing the outpouring of aid and concern that began in the last days of 2004, to the victims of the tsunami. May it be a year in which, as if nature and the world tries to make up for the overload of the year before, things are better; we are better, nature is kinder and gives more warning of her terrors, and sets them on areas prepared to deal with them or evade them, if she must set them in motion at all.
May 2005 be a year that lives up to the start I have seen out my window: brilliant splashes of color, followed in the morning by a beautiful, cloudy dawn that still lets the sun shine through. Something of hope, and light.
2004 had its good moments, but it was a rough year for too many people I know - and for too many people I don't. I still have no words for the incomprehensibility and the shocking size of the disaster in Asia. If I manage to retain dates (always a questionable thing with me), that will be what I remember 2004 for, where once I thought it would be Bush's re-election. No, it will be the sheer scope of destruction and loss of life that came, of all times, in the Christmas season, after Christmas day, when pop-culture-raised me expects the world to be bright and glittery and happy.
So, here's hoping that 2005 will be better. That it will be the year I remember as the world coming together and continuing the outpouring of aid and concern that began in the last days of 2004, to the victims of the tsunami. May it be a year in which, as if nature and the world tries to make up for the overload of the year before, things are better; we are better, nature is kinder and gives more warning of her terrors, and sets them on areas prepared to deal with them or evade them, if she must set them in motion at all.
May 2005 be a year that lives up to the start I have seen out my window: brilliant splashes of color, followed in the morning by a beautiful, cloudy dawn that still lets the sun shine through. Something of hope, and light.
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Not even on the Fourth of July anymore? :-)
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