And I feel fine….

So three fighter planes have just flown over my house for some unknown reason (I can see those fighter planes, I can see those fighter planes…) and I can’t help but wonder what this Brave New Year has in store for us all.

I’d like to be optimistic.

Then again: Hope for the best, but expect the worst.

Then again: Now is really the only time that matters.

I was just about to preach about the advantages of solipsism and hedonism, but even that sounds horrifically hollow, and it really is enough to just watch what happens next. I have a feeling that things will be moving very fast.