On the one hand, I think the approach of the New Year is an appropriate time for me to reflect on some of the weird things I’ve learned about myself in 2004. On the other hand, I keep waiting for the year when these revelations seem more normal than weird. That hasn’t happened yet. It seems as though I am doomed to be weird till I die.
The first new thing I learned about myself this year is that TV has finally become nothing more than white noise in my life. I turn it on and pick up my book