The day after recovering

2008 came with a massive massive body ache. Too much bubbly, way too much.

It is strange how we have been, as humans, always expecting the new season, the new year, ever participating of the circular and the spiral.

This new year comes with body pain, and i wonder if it is showing bit of what is to come. I don't want to see that as a bad omen, no way, but it makes me wonder now that i think of that.

My expectations are almost of not great significance, just because i do not know what i want to do. Really, it would be marvellous to know that i want this or i want that, the specific is so important when asking for things to the heavens? the hells? to whoever we ask, ourselves? Anyhoo, i don't know what i want. The inevitably, and most important is to graduate in this summer. Besides of that, i think that as prospects for employment look as if they are in the shadows, i may be stuck in this shithole where i work. Crap for that. Although i rather have this job that having nothing else to do. However, it is the crucial need for money that keeps me here, otherwise, i would be doing absolutely nothing productive but solely hedonistic stuff, like reading, watching films, walking around, wondering about existence, and being for my self and my loved ones. Yes, i know this is basically what i do when i am not at work, but still, i waste precious time to do all that stuff when i am at work.

Ok, this is turning into a complete crappy post that reflects that i hate my job and i am past boredom and fatigue about it. I am at another level, just come to do the things i am expected to do.

Don't take me wrong, i do have hopes and good wishes, and these are not only for 2008, but for the things to come throughout. Periods of time might help us to alocate desires and hope into a measurable spectrum of lenghts in which we may achieve or gain what we wish for. I seem not to be good at the timing aspect of life, as everything that i have set within measured periods have expanded more into time. Finally, realistically speaking, one thing that i have learnt thanks to my little one, is that i have to be patient, and time does not always commiserates with me, i go to the extreme of things happen when they happen.

A bit rough

As usual, I welcome the new year with a banging head ache, upset stomach and a moral hangover. And I bet I'm not the only one, people around the world have for ages seen it appropriate to start the new year feeling a bit rough. i guess it's a human condition to crave for the caneval, organised chaos, and communally approved misbehaviour. Especially at times when a great change is expected to take place. And that's what new year is about; resolutions to be better, hope of becoming luckier, and fear of everything staying the same.

Anyway, year 2007 was by most accounts a very crap one indeed, with friends and loved ones not being very well. There were, of course, some better times too, and I try to hang on to those memories instead. In any case, I hope that this year will be better than the last. It would appear that just like the millions of other human beings on this planet, I too want to give the start of a new calendar year too much meaning... If only it was as easy to be a better person than it is to walk into a shop and buy a new calendar.