New Year?

Tonight we celebrate New Year's Eve. Tomorrow we will celebrate the start of a NewYear: 2011
To me it seems like the new year shouldn't start until the first day of spring. Tomorrow will be another cold, beautiful winter's day. The same as before. It doesn't seem like the begining, but more of a continuing. Now spring is a start to something new! Alas, I am not in charge. Probably a good thing.

Note to self....

I love writing. I've had a million hobbies, but writing is the one that fills the holes (or maybe I should say, wholes). I can take a thought, or story, carry it around for a bit, and let it grow.
It changes, and evolves, all by what I am living at the time that I'm carrying it. It's very organic.
It's the closest thing I've found to having a child. Okay, that's not exactly true; more like a a very self-sufficient pet who is incredibly loyal.
It starts out as nature, but changes because of the passage of time, the ordeals you put it through, and ends up being nurtured. I love it!