the new year

so this is the new year.
and i don't feel any different.
the clanking of crystal
explosions off in the distance (in the distance).

so this is the new year
and I have no resolutions
for self assigned penance
for problems with easy solutions


Yeah, that's a Death Cab for Cutie lyric. It's been it my head all night.

So I'm back from my friends' house, not drunk and not particularly happy. On the other hand, I'm not particularly unhappy, either. I did get a New Year's kiss — from a sweet four-legged friend who started licking my face at midnight. C'mon... how sweet is that? And I had a genuine laugh from it, which this year is as much as I could hope for.

2005 kinda sucked. On the other hand, in a world that suffered as much as it did I've been lucky. I'm not hungry, right now I'm financially okay, I have friends I love. I just feel empty.

Happy New Year, y'all. I'm happy 2005 is over. I hope 2006 brings growth, love, and ambitions achieved. And peace inside and in the world.

It'll be all right.