A Mid Year Wish

Hindsight is a powerful concept for the ignorant. I fall in this category. While I adapt and flex to roll with the changes life brings, I am not one to predict accurately life's events. It would be difficult to explain how reserved I was about leaving my flat tonight. Christmas is a grand sacred tradition where all things infancy shine. The 24th and the 25th are important on many levels. Given the outcome of these Holidays, I was not willing to adapt and flex. I said nay to all invitations and distractions. I wanted to walk a bit into me. To make the solitude palpable in a special and not masochistic way. I wanted to use the grand ocassion to meet me, once again, and converse a bit. And then you appeared. Hindsight. You in your special-ness and amazing-ness. With your palpable wisdom, inteligent insight, and caring heart. It was one of those eves that will be reserved for the books. It is the second of my life that departed from tradition or the way I have always held it. And it ranks upward in the memory books already. I hope 2012 gives you back a tenth of what you contribute to the world and those around you. I hope leaving the "cubicles" gives you a chance to wander crazy around others, to get a palet of self that is new, as an adult away from the corporate world, where you get a sense, first hand, first self, first feet, to be you seeking your satisfaction, your passion, your fulfilment. A great way will be ahead. I cannot wait to have you in the world exploring life again, new, starting that first day in the life all over again. Enjoy this year's end, disconnect, let all happen and come back to London to close this journey. Hindsight will bring it all one day. I expect to be around to be the first to smile, award, and aplaud. Until then look forward to relaxed fun exploration of London and wing-man you in the best of my ability. Merry Christmas, Happy 2012, let it be the 2012 of all...