it’s snowing today. snowflakes twirling above the roofs of the city, falling down in the courtyards before quickly melting in the streets.

can you tell me where i was last year ?

i’m not the kind to promise myself anything on january 1st, because i never keep those kind of drunkard promises.
but this year, i think i’ll quit smoking. not that i really want to quit, but cigarettes are getting expensive as hell.
i’ll put the money i would have spent in a box, which should probably be enough to pay a trip to canada next fall.

can you tell me where i was last year ?

i should also probably send gretting wish cards by email to all my friends and family. i always feel guilty when i get one and i haven’t prepared anything. maybe i’ll have some incredible idea for a personnal card, or maybe i’ll just have an idea.

can you tell me where i was last year ?

a talk with friends yesterday. we’re a few to know that 2004 might be decisive for our futures. we can achieve a lot, we can end up full of dellusions. life is what you make it, everyone says. and here i am, caught in some middle, between resolute optimism, and a pessimism that’s grown inside me all this year, when i’ve looked back at every passing day thinking that tomorrow was another maybe, and eventually coming to the conclusion that there are no maybes, just emptiness. i love what i do, i hate who i am.

january 1st. can you tell me what i’ve done of last year ?

all in all, i don’t have cards to send, but to anyone falling in here, i wish you a happy year 2004.