Ringing in the New Year

I am still under time pressure... yes, I'm blogging from M.'s parents' house again and M. is luckily busy doing something else instead of sitting next to me grumbling. He is still seeking attention though - he keeps coming in with bits and pieces from his room to show me (the last object being a shiny bouncing ball from NYE 2001). He can be so cute.

My grandmother died. I spoke to my mother (it is her mother who died) and she seemed pre-occupied and busy so I didn't get a chance to hear how she feels. I feel it is too distant for me to talk about now.

So many things have happened this year I feel like my life has been turned upside down - meeting M., moving to Hong Kong and so on. I wonder if it will ever resume a vaguely more predictable trajectory? How many times can you change your life so completely, without just becoming a rootless wanderer? My biggest fear always has been that I will end up having a cluster of experiences that amount to nothing else other than just that - a random selection of encounters and events. I want to build my life up to something, if you know what I mean. It doesn't have to be something grand - just something with meaning.

I wish for you that 2004 is the year you find your path to a meaningful life - if you haven't already, that is. If you have, I'd appreciate your advice, and I wish you more happiness and wisdom.