Lose yourself. Too much analyzing has led to stagnant waters not worth treading. Getting younger by the close of each year, I wonder what old age will look like in the mirror when it’s staring back at me. A proud contender of my generation, but somehow along the line we forgot to consider happiness wrapped up in denouncing evils and injustices around the world as well as in our personal lives. Life is a rerun.
December 27, 2001