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Retro Specks
Monday, December 25, 2006

If any year deserves an entry full of sap and vagueries, this has got to be it. It is Christmas day, yes, and there are six days left in 2006, more than enough time for something else to happen. But considering how things went last year, Christmas 2005 was that final scrap of time before life began to snowball for me, so I think it is only fitting to write this now.

Last year, the day after Christmas, someone asked me how I was. And I told him that everything felt so still, it was scary. Neither good nor bad things were happening, and my days were just so open to anything. It felt dangerous. And then he told me, without making it sound like that much of a cliché (although it probably is, and I’m just this contrived), that it was the calm before the storm. A few minutes later, I received a text message that started it all off.

It tires me to think of all that happened since then. It seemed like every week, for the past twelve months, something incredibly painful or lovely or ridiculous was brought into the fold. Just when I was getting used to some huge alteration or revelation, something else would come careening in. I don’t regret most of it. In fact, this has been a great year, especially if “great” concerns making the most of every moment given me. It’s been mind-melting. And I like mind-melting. I like it when my brain’s all over the floor.


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