Tomorrow

I'm content not to make too much of the change from one year to the next — each day seems more or less like the next (or the last), no matter where we choose to place it on the calendar. (I'm the same way about my birthday.) But I think I'll be glad to let 2010 pass into the past with good riddance.

It has not been a good year. Then again, it hasn't been a bad year, either. It could certainly have turned out worse, and I've had years where worse (much worse) things have happened (I'm constantly reminded of others' bad fortunes that we've managed to escape), but it's been difficult to shake the increasing sense of uncertainty during the past year. That's what's worn me down — that, and a sense that no matter how hard I've worked over this year, I don't seem to have accomplished anything to ease that uncertainty.

So this time, just once, I'm happy to use the end of a year as a way to close out the books, and open a new ledger. Not with a sense that anything is going to be different (certainly not in the short term), just to try to leave some of it behind.