About a year ago I was hoping that 2012 would turn out to be a better year that 2011. With five days left, well, was it really better? I suppose it was, though it was not the home run I had been wishing for. Embroiled in a lot of work though, and got to travel more than I usually do, which to be honest, seemed rather meaningless in the grand scheme of things. I did a lot...but it really didn't seem as if I accomplished a lot if you know what I mean. Like a hamster in a hamster wheel. Life has apparently made me insensitive to the simple things...simple things that once, I guess, brought me uncomplicated joy, but now are simply set aside as an eventuality of life. People come, people go. The days pass into weeks, which passes into months, which passes into a year. And a year doesn't seem that long anymore. Holidays come and pass...Christmas and New Year's eve rolls over again. The Mayan calendar has ended, without much as whimper from the world which is...