I sit here typing this out, as if I'm 12 again. I am talking to one of my favourite people at
1:34 in the morning. There isn't much of a mood, more a shiver of cold. I don't feel myself, perhaps this will develop into my writing for 2007. It's like I have moved on so much during this past year, yet I still consist of that person I used to be. I don't want to be the same stupid, naive, frumpy girl.
Considering the fact that it is now the 1st of January, I feel quite renewed. Not in the Doctor Who context, but as in something is taken away from me during one point - and then something else is delivered in its place. Whether it is a new side of my personality, a new hobby or skill, I feel it as the year progresses.
I intend to put some of my 'photography' up here soon, and finalise a date for when I can have a little adventure to some place new. It's a new year, a new place would do me good too.