Buoyant.

I see a dry heave of a day approaching before me. A dally morning accompanied by an orchestra of monotonous acts. My writings have been off-season for quite a bit now, and it seems like I am losing my edge. Anyhow, the much awaited New Years Eve came and went – capped with memories of endearing company, and that is all. Flamboyant as my expectations were, specks of chills alongside calculated misery buried all agendums deep into the last night of 2011. No regrets whatsoever.

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