A sense of optimism

For the first time in years I feel a sense of optimism about what 2008 (not 1908) might hold for me. Nothing earth-shattering has happened on my travels, but it feels like somewhere along the line I left pessimism behind, maybe in one of the ninety or so hotel bedroom bins?

I even have some mid-term ideas for the future, though it means starting a new career from scratch.

I will now return to Bill Bryson’s book – The Life and Times of the Thunderbolt Kid. It took 144 pages, but finally I’ve read some very funny reminiscences of his childhood.

Happy New Year to you and I hope that you achieve what you set out to achieve.