How did you begin your year?
2009 began with a tolling bell, faces I onced talked to, and a car that offered no glimpse of the horrid nature the future belongs to. I recall I turned to the window. Breathing against the cold, now-moist glass, I placed my hands against the furthest corners of that tiny-squarish portal of vision. Trees, greenery, darkness, more cars. Except this time the picture kept moving on and on, as we travelled through time and path. Blinded by the city lights, and the memories of a dozen inconsequential experiences in them, I sought the guidance of a power so divine that I felt ashamed of how oblivious I was in the previous 365 days.
How simple is life truly? That on January 1st, 2009, at 12:00AM, we are separated from the year 2008 by a mere second. - A fraction of time that deftly flips over the calendar pages so smoothly.
I placed my hands against the furthest corners of that tiny squarish portal of hope. I wanted to see the future. Did I see it? Perhaps, I did.. If it did happen, maybe I saw a future I immediately sought to forget. And hence, I cannot remember. Thus, all I know is the mere coincidence that, on that dear night, I felt like I did not want to enter a darkness - that is the unknown. The unseen, the unheard, and the unherald.
By the by, it dawned upon me that everything was going to change. That everything had to change. As though, the big silver ball in Times Square became my personal harbinger of mist. I suddenly realized that I do not have certainty for myself anymore. A distant voice screamed a distant warning, or truth, "It's a shoreline, and it's high speed. It's a cruel World, and it's time."
Dear reader,
everything is changing.
If you are as lost, as I am, in this gust of the unseen, take care.
