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The long goodbye
Well gang, the year has come and gone. Was it that quick for you too? It seems only a few weeks ago it was still September, and I was blundering through my pages, forgetting this and that, and making so many mistakes on layout that my copy sheets would come back and I would mistake them for red construction paper.
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Humans, by nature, are creatures of regret. How often do we look back at things we've done and wish we'd done them differently?
The answer is for me, and for many others I'm sure, there are always things I find myself kicking myself for. Whether it's fighting with my mom, an insensitive comment or embarrassing myself in front of a girl, I always seem to let my heart and gut guide my actions rather than my brain.
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I will begin by offering you my heart-felt apologies. This column will not be pretty.
I wanted to avoid trite, "end of the year," gibberish, but most of my ideas I would just as soon save for next year. So instead of my usual brilliance, I present you with self-indulgent drivel that I sincerely hope you will find more amusing than I do.
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