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January 1, 2008
JANUARY 1

A new place to rest our feet before continuing the climb. At least today no one has expectations of me to be productive. The whole world collectively hung over and in recovery mode. I always wonder, were they celebrating the beginning of a new year or the end to the last one? Last night in my belligerent attempt at eloquence I proclaimed to my loved ones that I was poised and ready for both. The clock struck midnight, I raised my Belgian brew to the stars, then proceeded to kiss the love of my life, pondering our voyage.