Langoliers

It's 2008. And so far, the first unbidden 38 minutes of it have been a veritable blast. In the sky (malamang alamang! haha!) and in the little things like the solicitous breath of my own room, the offhand caress of "New Year" text-messages and the gentle throb of wine in my veins, I could feel the ripples of change crash, clench, steal a chunk of today, then double-back.

It got tempting, to just sit, wait and watch. But mostly, I wondered what the world will turn into next, sitting there quietly in my complacent computer-chair. A few minutes and a sore-ass later, the realization that things won't appreciably change in the span of time I can stay-up awake --or that my bedroom wall was no place to watch the whole wide world change anyway-- got me scavenging for 2008 resolutions.

Which left me confused. Hackneying together a selfish list of dreams and desires, I ended up with a list to look forward to instead:

- attempt to add Singapore and Bohol to ye old 'Been There-Done That' list
- jump on the fitness bandwagon of gym memberships
- repeatedly swipe a credit card and dent that oh-so-generous credit limit
- finish that darned documentation
- learn, speak, write and (with luck) eat more Japanese stuff
- renovate, but mostly fix, the house

Resolute, I decided to get over myself and start livin' it up some more! This time around, I'll be the change I've been waiting for all along.

And there I saw that the world ain't so new. Today doesn't feel all that changed. My room's accommodating groans resound still. Text-messages peck and pout the same convenient tunes. Wine's gone but the heady, tipsy feeling remains as always.

But deep down, my soul burns and crackles with fiery resolve. I feel different and, 365 days from now, I think that'd make all the difference.

Then again, that could just be the wine. Happy New Year everyone ^_^