2009, the penultimate year of the first decade of the 21st century, gave me what any second bests do, almost life changing moments, almost a happy ending and almost satisfaction.
Now that summer gave way to the first leaves of fall, and the moon paved the way for Ramadan, a new season has begun, and it's going to be an "almost" but "not quite" great fall season. 2009 has tried so hard to be the best, to show that it can come out from the economic slump that 2008 sunk us into, that it can have a black president ruling the most powerful nation in the world, and that it can subdue wars or at least dodge them like a bullet, well figuratively speaking of course.
What is left of this year is not any promises of fulfillment, but hope of enlightenment; lingering permeating and fragile hope of growing into something new by learning to grow out of something old.
I can’t wait to go to New York City, to embark on a new journey of enlightenment… I am ready to take a big bite out of the ‘Big Apple’, and change 2009 to an almost could have been year to a definitely was year.
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