For Better Or Worse

My plan for the 8 day memory thing kind of didn't work. Life always manages to get the better of you and change your visions for better or for worse. Personally for me it was for the better. I got extra hours at work and therefore earned money more useful for my future. Though since it is New Years Eve, I feel a review of the year is in order. If you blinked you probably missed 2012 it went that quickly and that is the general consensus of everyone I know, that 2012 went quicker than any year ever has. I don't remember my birthday, New Years Day, the Champions League final, the days became a haze of time and people. Though my stand-out memories are ones that will live with me forever and ever. I, for example, was one of the lucky people to gain free tickets for Radio 1's Hackney Weekend, an urban music fans delight. I practically touched Rihanna, practically smelt Tinie Tempah and practically stood on top of Jay-Z, fighting your way to the front of crowds is forever worth the bruises and insults let me tell you. But the fact that I got to spend that wonderful day with some of my closest friends made it that bit more special. A shared memory that I will relish 'till the day I die. The atmosphere, the people, the happiness and the music are things money just cannot buy and memories cannot be bought, they are mine forever. But my other prevailing memory is such a massive contrast to the noise and the mud of Hackney. After a hard night of partying and running from Police we all piled into a friends house to chill, relax and get to know one another that bit better. We watched films and danced and laughed our way through the night. Then as it hit 3 o'clock in the morning everyone began to fall asleep, just me, my best friend and his girl left awake. Then as time ticked by my friend too fell asleep leaving me wide awake, restless and itching to move. So at 5 o'clock me and his girl left the house and went for a walk. Now if any of you have ever done a pre-dawn walk you will know that words cannot begin to describe the beauty of it all. The dawn chorus and the dew on the grass, the sun piercing the darkness. But next time sit by a lake. The gulls swoop over the pristine water dancing their way into the day, the surface mist rolls across the scene enveloping the world in a way so eerie that it is impossible to take your eyes off, and the sun, the golden globe of fire rising over the lake such that it takes your breath away. Beauty unmatched by anything man-made. A scene that will stay with me forever, a scene I shared with another human and one that I know will stay with her forever also. This year has of course been one of many ups and of many downs, but that one morning is enough to override any sense of regret of 2012 or doubt over 2013. I yearn for those days to come, to see what could possibly surpass that October morning, that is why I love New Year, the clue is in the question NEW year. A new me? Probably not. But new experiences? Definitely so. You don't change over night, it happens over the year. So ask yourself on December 31st 2013 am I a new me? You can say "Yes, I am" because the days change you, for better or worse. So I hope you all had a fantastic 2012, and I wish you all the best in 2013.
Happy New Year