Progression of a Writer: Day 31

It is early in the morning in late December. Almost 10 years have passed. What was I doing at the beginning of this last decade? I was a young fool. And I write that word with a smile! I knew little of the world yet expected so much from it. Since then I have traveled uncertain paths and found my way down a road that is entirely my own. More than this I can say that going into another decade I hold myself responsible for accomplishing a few more things. I want things out of life. I want to create life. I want to make meaning of life. Maybe at the end of that decade I will look back at these words and laugh again that I was a fool. And I hope I am in a place to smile once more.