you will be ok.

sitting in my apartment, trying to gain more headway on an assignment due in two days, my heater rattles, and my speakers beam out cool tunes that slice through the hot and muggy air which has stagnated since winter holiday, forcing me to lock my windows shut to keep the pipes from freezing, and my place from getting burgularized, of course. it's been about a year since i began keeping track of my so-called-life publically, and as i randomly click through the moments which have characterized my 2005, i can only be amazed by the sometimes peaceful, sometimes trying, but always exciting and poignant year i have passed though. the year has opened my eyes to the subtle nuances of nature, humanity, and existance, and it has afforded me numerous adventures in both the places i thought i was familiar with, and the lands i was to set virgin foot upon. my time was challenged by a job, my vision was challenged by a deeper perception, and my mind was challenged by new ways of thinking and of course, a return to school. what seemed so impossible when i first began writing, now only remain as grey text-laden skeletons of past struggles withering away into a fine dust on the pages of january, and the evanescant memories of despair now disappearing with the close of the year. you will be ok, as the krafts house in kim's neighborhood preached, and at a time when the looming presence of final exams made us wish that phrase spoke truth, we can only look back on it now and understand that it did.

looking back on the entire year, it seems a prophecy that you will be ok is a message that rings true over and over again, despite a constant forgetting of it and my own repeated misguided beliefs against it. in the past year i have done more than i could have dreamed of a year ago, and am now where i most wanted to be. things were ok, and i took my time. i watched myself acclimate, appreciate, and thoughts elevate, while watching and helping others change, mature, or face their demons. they will be ok. my thanks to my friends who were there when i could only think things were not ok, and the new people i have met who constantly remind me that there are good people wherever i go. my thanks to my family, who hope for nothing less than the best for me, and my losses for providing me with the foils to an otherwise all-too-sickening perfection of life. another year has pass, while another has yet to begin. no rush i say, never rush; you will be ok.

happy new year kids! be safe, be healthy, be happy.

i never travel without my diary.
one should always have something sensational to read in the train.
: wilde.