28.12.10

Baby I got a plan: run away fast as you can.

After many many weeks of banging away this year is finally whimpering to a close. Back when I used to write--and you used to read--we probably would have shared these highs and lows together; but as it was, I could only hint and you could only guess. We’ll have to content ourselves with noting that this was a year of milestones even more than of miles, and the miles were many indeed.

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We had a sprinkling of snow on Christmas morning and an inch delivered sideways next day, but nothing remotely resembling how this calendar started, let alone how it’s leaving just about everyone else. There are few things I love more than snow, and though I know the nuisance it causes I can’t help but crave the kindness that blankets everything with it. People are just nicer when you and they both are trudging through snowbanks and sliding along sidewalks. Frankly I could use some nicening up myself; these days no matter how gracious I try to be my gracelessness is noticed instead. “You need to watch your face,” I was told this weekend, a task easier said than done.

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I booked a room on the beach, the hotel one I once passed often and wondered whomsoever could afford such a place. The trip is not one to which I’m looking forward but it must be made, the first of the new year yet too many weeks late according to some I suspect. But I’ve worked hard to carve out my little square and in consequence I am not good at all at doing what I do not want to do, an ugly habit to match my ugly face I guess. Were I one to make New Year’s resolutions that is one right there in obvious need of tackling, but I’m not so I won’t. Or maybe I will, though I know not wherever to begin.

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I’m not entirely sure when negotiations started but we’ve come to an easy if precarious truce, the “two with the Cheshire grins” I think someone called us. There’s not too much else I can or want to write about the matter, except for one last thing: we are at a precipice, a crossroads. From here on out I fear it’s either all or nothing.

11 comments:

  1. Me, too. I hope you have a fantastic 2011.

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  2. abs - thank you!

    mg! - i'd wish you a fantastic 2011 back, but with the way your year is starting i don't think i have to :)

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  3. That really is a great picture of you. You should have all of your pictures taken during snow storms. Plan accordingly!

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  4. you guys, it's TOTALLY because you can't see, like, any of my face!

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  5. I clicked through to say the same thing as everyone else: I love that photo of you!

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  6. Everyone else stole my comment about that photo of you so now I have to pretend to really like that photo of the bike better so I won't look like such a follower.

    P.S. Happy New Year!

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  7. But the tree! I love snowy, skeletal, winter trees ALMOST as much as I love the picture of you!

    Also, good luck. Crossroads are tricky sometimes.

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  8. Ditto what everyone else said about the picture. Also, I'm super late, but Happy New Year!

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  9. Any Winston updates? I've got you both in my thoughts.

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  10. Where was that photo taken? I want to stay far away from all that snow! PS - I love kit kats! MMMMM

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