ends and beginnings
Over Christmas I sat down and watched my new-to-me copy of Watchmen, and caught a quote by the Silk Spectre which I had to go back and verify in the graphic novel I had sitting on my bookshelf. In that version, Adrian Veidt sits in his orrery and wonders aloud to Dr Manhattan whether or not he did the right thing “in the end.” The good doctor replies,
Nothing ends, Adrian. Nothing ever ends.
This made me think back a bit to a link that Neil Gaiman posted on the Twitter, to this story about a man who has a quote from Death: The High Cost of Living tattooed on his arm. The slant on this quote is a bit different:
It always ends. That’s what gives it value.
I don’t know why I drew the mental connection between these quotes, other than the arbitrary end of this year by those of us using the Gregorian calendar was rapidly approaching. Also, I probably spend entirely too much time living in imaginary places.
It’s easy enough in the the hectic holiday season and the ridiculous pressure at work to GET EVERYTHING DONE to turn around and write off the entire year as a complete wash, but honestly I had a good year, and I think I’ve laid the foundations for some better times ahead. Anyway, I did this silly thing with pictures last year because I was lazy, but I think I liked it enough afterward that I’ll do it again. Here’s my 2009, in photos:
It’s been an awesome year, and here’s to the next one, and they’re boarding my flight so I guess I better wrap this up omg see you all next year!