Considering my mood today, this might not be the best time to review how 2014 was for me, but it's that time again. Each and every year, for more than a decade, as the old year passes into new, I sit: at a desk, on the deck of a sailboat, on the sands of a beach, in the mountains, or just as I do now, at my kitchen table, and write. I write about events of the passing year, and my hopes, goals, visualizations for the upcoming annum. This emotional/ spiritual/ intellectual/physical endeavor is usually inspiring; I expect great things of myself and my life, I look forward, I am excited! "Annum" brings to mind "ennui", which is not far from an apropos elucidation of my mood as I recall 2014, and beckon with reservation 2015.
All my memories of 2014 consort with Korea: I look back...