2014

once again it has come to the time in december when i ask "where has the year gone?"

this year more than ever, i am unable to answer this question. it has flown by so quickly, which was one of the things i was worried about before i started work. settling into a routine is the surest way to watch the days and months meld into an unrecognisable mess.

nothing particularly good or bad happened, i didn't do anything particularly fun or exciting. it was just another quiet and peaceful year.

what is different is that this year i've come to understand that a good year is not one that is filled with spectacular moments. life is about the hours and days that we so easily forget at the end of the year. so insignificant, but these hours are what make up our lives.

all the nights spent playing pool and fooling around with friends, late night soccer games when there's work the next day, frolicking in the sea at 7am, the countless potentially productive hours at 'work' lost discussing a million inane topics with colleagues...

a year of good days is a good year, isn't it?