December 31st, 2008 at 1:37pm i'm slightly nervous about fresh ideas coming my way. year in and year out, it's always the same thing. i get ümber excited about starting something, everything, anything but, alas, not once i finish and it only gets harder to walk with all these years chained to my feet. all these unfinished thoughts, projects, episodes, devices, routines, and untold words, they pile up fast. they make of me a prisoner of new incomplete ventures. every single year, i add to those and remain immobile. i can't go wrong and, simultaneously, i can't go right either; actually, i can't go anywhere! i'm stuck by the past years and the heavy load they imply. i know my limits, i'm not strong nor smart enough to continue dragging these shackles behind me. so this year, i'll have a different approach and i'll think outside the box, think differently to detach myself... it's just a shame the year already started ending. "i see fresh lines on the next page," i heard her say. i just kept thinking year out and year in.