‘Tis the season for looking back, summing up, and then looking forward. 2008 is nearly gone; 2009 waits in the wings.

I can’t say I’m going to miss 2008. I had such grand plans for it, none of which panned out. The research I was going to do, the people I was going to get to know, the language I was going to learn, the dancing I was going to do, the fun I was going to have… it all got swallowed up in day after day of nothingness and fatigue. It’s almost as if 2008 never happened.

2009 looks like it’s positioning itself to be a weird one, too, though hopefully not for the same reasons. There’s so much potential waiting there in the wings, potential for great times, fulfilling studies, and joyous events. But, though I’m not given to pessimism, it looks like there’s distinct potential for heartache hiding in there as well. Here’s hoping that last bit of lurking potential never gets up the gumption to manifest itself.