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Dec. 31st, 2008 11:43 pmIt's the seventh day of Christmas, so here's your seven swans a-swimming.
...there's only ten minutes left in this year, and it's scaring me.
It's not that I am afraid of next year altogether, but there's so many unknowns, so many things I'm afraid will happen.
Most of them won't, and those that do, won't be as bad when they happen. It's the anticipation and the unknown factors that make it bad. Life is best when actually lived, it seems to be either too good to be true, or extremely daunting/terrifying when waiting to happen.
I'll be back soon after the new year begins with your eight maids a milking.
In the meantime, enjoy the last little bit of the year. (Those of you in EST and further west at least....)
...there's only ten minutes left in this year, and it's scaring me.
It's not that I am afraid of next year altogether, but there's so many unknowns, so many things I'm afraid will happen.
Most of them won't, and those that do, won't be as bad when they happen. It's the anticipation and the unknown factors that make it bad. Life is best when actually lived, it seems to be either too good to be true, or extremely daunting/terrifying when waiting to happen.
I'll be back soon after the new year begins with your eight maids a milking.
In the meantime, enjoy the last little bit of the year. (Those of you in EST and further west at least....)