I have been writing in a journal on an almost-daily basis since I was 17 years old. This is a record of me going through each entry from the beginning, and commenting on the me from fifteen years ago.

And now this year has neared its completion and I must decide what to do with the year ahead of me. This year has been so good to me that it’s hard to decide. First, I’m done with gambling & betting. From now on, I do things purely for the sport. Secondly, I want things to improve as much as they did this year. It’s hard to imagine this happening, but I want it to be. I want to continue loving, but love more. I want to have more success in all the areas I’ve known and perhaps find success in something else. I want to find even more in Pnoelle that makes me love her, and maybe she can dredge up something out of me. Basically, I want to continue to strive for the great things that a person can achieve. It’s all I can do & all I can ask for of the future. Once a person stops striving, their life has come to an end. I want only to be everything I must be, though I’m mostly there already.

Let me do a quick check on all these resolution. Gambling: still do it and I love it. Improving: you bet. Loving more: yep. More success: check. Loving Pnoelle more (In case you’re wondering, she started spelling her name with a silent P in front of it. I have no idea why.): you’re going to break up within the next year. Sorry, did I spoil the surprise for you?