It's the beginning of something beautiful. Or, at least, prideful. Though that's not really better.
And so we begin another year. This feels like it's going to be something big, but I can't say exactly how. I miss two years ago, but I don't think I would ever do it again. It's time to take charge with what I was told was my future, and it's time to put in more concentration. I'm done chasing people, and disfavoring those I have no real reason to other then by popular vote. Short as this is, it encumbers some of what I need to do. I'm going to rock this world and all it's people. It's time to let it fly.