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Sunday, January 02, 2005

2005

So, here we are... finally out of the shackles of 2004 and into a new year. It's the time when people pretend they're going to set off the year on a totally different vein, but they are more than often kidding themselves. It's all part of being human, I suppose, pretending that we're committed on something and then giving it up when it's too hard.

It's been a good couple of days. The party I had to bring in 2005 was fun, and so I had to spend a day in recovery yesterday. I wasn't ill, just tired with the very late night. It was good to see all my family; I wish I could see them more often, but they aren't that kind of family, unfortunately. It's quite odd that despite going away for three months, the simple fact is that even if I were at home for all that time, I would not have seen them anyway. They're a part-time family really. It's a shame... you'd think they lived on the other side of the world and not a couple of miles down the road. They're like the fine china cups and the silver cutlery of decades gone by - only wheeled out on special occasions.

Today has been a little turbulent. Every year I empty my e-mail inbox and put it into a new folder to store all the e-mails of that year. I now have 4.5 years archived and I hope to keep this going. But it only encourages me to get all nostalgic about the days gone by, which doesn't help anyone. I spent a couple of hours reading through my old e-mails, amazed at how much my English and my way of expressing myself has changed. It was almost as if I was looking back on the life of someone completely different.

Slightly scary, mostly fascinating, and a little depressing. That innocent child of age 14 has changed a lot since then. For the better, mostly! Just brings back old memories of the troubles I was having at the time with regard to my school coursework and looming exams.

But I came out of it in one piece, eventually. Just goes to show me that everyone can ride out rough patches in the end.

Probably best to stop now while I retain this unusual optimism. Make a note, because this one is important: the day Matt Leewright was mostly happy!

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