well, its sort of the start of my year anyway, a year to being older. so even if it is a little out of season, i kind of feel that this is me: as i grow and mature, as i learn what battles can be won and what are just not worth pursuing, as i rejoice in the people around me, as i am loved and learn to return love.

The Year

WHAT can be said in New Year rhymes,

That's not been said a thousand times?

The new years come, the old years go,

We know we dream, we dream we know.

We rise up laughing with the light,

We lie down weeping with the night.

We hug the world until it stings,

We curse it then and sigh for wings.

We live, we love, we woo, we wed,

We wreathe our prides, we sheet our dead.

We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,

And that's the burden of a year.

- Ella Wheeler Wilcox