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This may be the first year I am reluctant to let go of.

As it sails away, I look back on a blurry palette of sights, colours, shapes, sounds, smells, tastes and feelings. A shifting bokeh of names and places that come in and out of focus as the mind wanders. A string of mundane everydays, beads of sweat and tears that patiently - sometimes impatiently - make up the sparkling chain. For much of the year, things fell into place exactly where I wanted them to. No happy ending though - but for the sake of the beginning and middle, I rejoice. And hope that the colours are still simmering, and that they might spill over into the yet unknown and unwritten.

Fight. Dream. Hope. Love.

Wish for a dazzling, electric 2013. Because we are always the change.