">Yesterday was a me I hardly remember, but a me I'll never forget,
Today is the me I'm changing, but haven't been able to as yet,
Tomorrow is the me I've always wanted, the me I hope to get,
They're all a little different, but all the same I bet.
I never liked looking forward at New Year's. Waiting until December 31st to tell yourself what you ought to do next year seems too much like being shaped by your circumstances, rather than shaping them. At the year end, I like to look back.
This year I learned to walk again, again. Better still, I learned to jog again, sprint again, and play soccer again. In that, there was growth.
There was also growth in my hips and waist. I reached my all-time fattest this time a year ago; 236 in the house. I lost some of it. In that, there was progress.
I progressed from the status of undergraduate to graduate, part-time lackey to full-time employee, walk-foot to car owner, and in many ways (but not all) boy to man. In that, there was change.
I changed jobs, industries, and outlook all-in-one. I no longer fear the future, I only fear that which I might neglect to make of it. In that, there was confidence.
I learned to confide in my friends more than I used to. Now I presume most of them only hope I'll learn how to shut up. I don't feel like the voiceless shoulder i once was, which on the whole helps my relationships. In that, there was harmony.
A harmonious blend is all I could hope for in 2008; harmony between my thoughts and actions, pen and paper, work and play, health and joy, needs and wants. In that, there will be much work.