Yup, this is for you, Because You Know I Exist and Thus I Am Not Dead (Yet)

What a year it has been…

…and another one is on the way.

Yet before everything, we have a few hours in between, and every moment counts.

No matter how things go in our lives, there is nothing compared to living. Yeah, it does not happen like they do in fairy tales, doesn’t start with “once upon a time” (though I could be wrong because it does actually) and always ends with “they/she/he/it lived happily ever after”, but since we do not know anyone reliable to tell us that the other side is better than this one (if there is indeed something after this side of life is another story altogether), we are stuck with this. We have our lives. We have time. We still do.

To all the sorrows that loomed like giant waves and fell on us in its attempt to drown us, to let us go of those that we cherish the most in each of our lives, I can only say this: dying is too easy. And though living is not that convenient, it does offer a lot, if we only allow our hopes to see the colors and shape amidst the tears that blur our eyes.

I have this ritual that I do on the eve of the new year: I do not sleep, instead I wait for the sun to rise, the first sun rise of the year…

..and every afternoon I always make myself look at the sky, especially on the hours before darkness would unfold, and I can’t help but smile for the sky is never the same, as if some great artist never fails to show us a new opus.

Some call him God (though what your definition of God may be different from my own, and whether we both believe in such an existence or not is also another story for another day)

Point is, there is always something new.

As a good friend once said “It can’t rain all the time…your tears wont fall forever…”

I am happy to have shared/met/experienced/messaged/texted/missed/talked/{add your own here} life with you on this year that is about to die….

…as I am happy to share the birth of the new one.

If you read this far, thank you. I know I could have just said “Happy New Year!” like everyone else, but then, I am not like everyone else, I am damon.steine, and so are each of you your own self, your own name and faces, each one like no one else, filled with so much of the world, its hope and despair, of nightmares and dreams, of hope. Here’s a smile for you =).

I know you exist, and as along as I live, you will not die.