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We’ve discovered the enemy, and it’s us!

2009 is a year I refuse to minutely retrospect, largely because it wasn’t too kind to me. I hit new highs and new lows, the latter being more frequent. The irony of it all is that I hit a dizzying high as well, when I tied the knot with the most amazing woman I’ve ever come across. She’s been nothing short of inspirational, my pillar of strength when I needed it the most. She’s also made me explore alcoves I never even imagined existed. I’ve traversed paths I never thought I would and I’ve seen things I never thought I could. The ride thus far has been rather bumpy at times, but the journey has been one heck of an adventure! The sweet-sour memories make it all the more worthwhile.

The economy continues to be in tatters and the advent of good times has been excruciatingly procrastinated. Optimism has been put to the test but mine has been unflagging even in the face of incredible adversity. 2010, pecuniary-wise, isn’t expected to be any worse than 2009. There’s hope in that!

I’m not entirely bilious towards 2009. The one vital lesson I’ve learnt full well is that the enemy lies more within than without, that imaginary battlegrounds are more pernicious than the real ones and that we often paint a picture of the world gloomier than it really is. The real world is far too pretty, far too overwhelming and far too ephemeral to be wasted away in petty figments of the imagination.

The world around beckons me in 2010…and I’ll embrace it tight! Here’s wishing everyone a VERY PROSPEROUS 2010!

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