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Mon Jan 01 01 / 5:24 AM

It is so much easier to take a work in progress and finish it well than it is to begin anew and have 365 project reports ahead. This time, you know, I have no idea what to write.

Maybe I'm still teetering on that razor's edge of infinity, taking one last breath of the thinnest air before I fall over the edge of last year's mountain. It really seems that after climbing the 2000 steps, I've nothing left on my itinerary. I have yet to be resolute, have yet to see a formless shape on the horizon that needs the focus of my desire.

This calendar year ended so well, but the school year will probably not follow suit. I'm tired of frying that fish, though, only I just don't know what to sample next. Please, I need to see a menu.

I hardly feel that I've had time to enjoy what I did this year, and now I expect myself to jump back into the fight I just won. When will more be enough? When will I?

It ended with a bang, it starts with a whimper.



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Lisa Higgs
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