I'm a fighter, fighter God, I'm a soldier on that road!
I'm a fighter, a nice nice fighter, I'm a soldier on that road!
Words of the wise, wise M.I.A.
In roughly 24 hours 2009 will be a memory -- one that we will all look back at and say holy shit I survived that.
I've lost a few limbs treading the minefield that is 2009. But unlike war veterans, I won't get any medal of honor, no badge to validate any so-called courage I managed to squeeze out of me, to symbolically replace the legs, arms and fragments of spirit I have lost in the last 12 months. Instead, I think 2009 has shaped me into somebody different -- and different is an accolade in itself.
The next year will be a perfect 10. For my family, for Tito Dougs; and for my dreams.
2010 will be epic.
2 comments:
Thank you for writing this. I'm trying to find words to describe how 2009 was like for me. This perfectly sums up everything.
Fuck, now I'm kinda crying.
Oh vip! :( 2009 was really such a huge turning point in most of our lives. I really still honestly don't have the words to describe it to its essence. In any case, 2010 is so going to be fantastic! Heaven is fair :)
Take care and I'll see you guys next Saturday! :D
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