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So, that was 2011. What can I say about it?

I've discovered things I love, had things I like turn into things I hate. I've not made a lot of progress in life, all the same: it feels like I'm in the same position now as I was when I started the year. Same old, same old.

Maybe '12'll be different. Maybe I'll get somewhere. Start moving forward, or find a place to move forward to. Get out of the holding pattern.

I've discovered problems I didn't have before, too. I know that at the moment I'm a whole lot angrier at the world than I was before. Thing is, I'm not the sort of person who's made to be angry. I don't like it. Who does, I guess? But when the anger's not got any meaning to it, it's just useless...

Maybe I'll work past it. Maybe I'll find the control I need, the happiness I need, the self-determination I need.

Maybe I'll find a person I can be, and be content.

I don't know if that's a resolution.

But it's a dream.