Nothing certain except the hot human tremble in your voice.
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"A new year yawning, gaping with twelve-paged jaw. We clutch ourselves, like we're about to step into a chill. We step into twenty-ten with eyes closed, breath braced, counting down. If we end the year on a frozen lake, we begin it on that same lake. It is one dawn closer to spring. And though we don't hear the cracks yet, though Clare and the Reasons lull so reassuringly, though they sing You got time to turn around: you don't. We don't. It's slipping away. It's slipping away. It's slipping away. The second is already gone. The minute is past. Quick: GO."
Sean le dit mieux que moi.
Et il n'est pas le seul.
"J'augure que l'année 2010 sera bonne.", m'a-t-on prophétisé.
Aucune certitude, si ce n'est nos voix qui tremblent, chaudes et si terriblement, magnifiquement humaines.