A new year!
I think I'm depressed. Today is the second day of January. In the year of our Lord, 2017. It takes some getting used to. Especially when the past year has stretched you so wide, your good experiences far in between, such that you never thought it would end. 2017. The year of the redeemed. The year of change. Increase. Transformation. Dubai. Project work. Boyfriend. Possible liberation. Freedom - if only you could call it that. 2017. In the wee hours leading to the break of the new year, I am in church. Along with a multitude that only appears on Easter, Christmas, and the famed 31st night. We are in white, sojourners crossing over into the Promised Land. Of regrets and retrogression, broken promises, dreams, failed resolutions and overstepped boundaries. For some, this is the year of the girlfriend. The year they'll finally be ripped and ready to ask "Wanna go on a date wit