You know, in addition to the usual year-end, year-beginning blahs to which I usually succumb, it has occurred to me that I just may miss the euphoria associated with turning in the last of my grades, finishing that daunting stack of term papers, and settling in for a long winter's nap. Then again, life may actually be better--more real--without such euphoria. Instead, life just is. A performance and the joy, not the euphoria, associated therewith.
On this first day of the new year, health, happiness, and peace to all.
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