Feeling it


Sure, it is the end of another year, and the 31st of December feels like a milestone to many people. But not for me. I don’t feel connected to the import of this date the way I used to. There is no special thing that will be magically different tomorrow, any more than any day (or moment really) is any more special or different than the one that preceded it or follows it.

That said, I am very happy and thankful for where I am and where I have been. The past 2 plus years have been an invaluable gift. I joke with my family about the bad economy (and immense market losses) having validated my strategy of spending all my money on travel and the present, but in a very real way that is true. Security (financial or otherwise) is an illusion, and at the end of it all, we all end up in the same place. We might as well enjoy the ride and try to get a good view. I am fortunate to have such wonderful family and friends with whom to share this ride, and I wish them all the happiness this life can bestow, on this day or any other.

(I just reread the above and it all sounds pretty sappy, but what the hell. Sometimes I am sappy; deal with it.)