I prefer not to get into a sweat about 'New Year'. My own new year either began some ten days ago when the magic workings of the universe again began to allow a little more daylight into each day or will begin on Thursday which will mark another annual anniversary of my birth. Neat and limited packages of time past or, possibly, yet to come are of little concern to me; it is the moment that I essay to enjoy living.
Flakes of the life of a sensate man; random notes and pictures that endeavour to capture capricious thoughts, largely of unreasonable and mysterious origin, before they leave forever the wandering mind of a life pilgrim stumbling towards the point where parallel lines meet. “Give me the sensate mind, that knows The vast extent of human woes!” M. Robinson Angelina II. 1796
Sunday, January 1, 2012
New Year
I prefer not to get into a sweat about 'New Year'. My own new year either began some ten days ago when the magic workings of the universe again began to allow a little more daylight into each day or will begin on Thursday which will mark another annual anniversary of my birth. Neat and limited packages of time past or, possibly, yet to come are of little concern to me; it is the moment that I essay to enjoy living.
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