Some good things must end. But ends often signify beginnings. In a game I just finished playing, I ended up with the Master-loser score of -52. But subtraction is only addition somewhere else. 52 weeks have passed. 52 new weeks begin. Unwritten weeks. Unwritten days. Unwritten moments. And if I'm not mistaken, it's not the past or the future that is the most significant, but the Now. 2005 soon closes. Another chapter opens. What has yet to happen?
Wrong question.
What is happening Now?
So on we go to another day, cataloged under a different date. Time goes on, unless it stops someday, but Now is now. And now enters a New Year. The year of '06.
Bring it on.
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