Assets Under Review.

The saying goes "People never realize what they have until it's gone."

Truth be told, the majority of us can probably testify to the accuracy of those words in some way or another. The rest...the minority...they're too busy not appreciating something or someone to actually take note of how different things could be, sans those aspects of their lives.

Or maybe you're that someone or something somewhere to some other person who is somehow unaware of your importance to them. You're just sitting backstage whilst they get closer to a standing ovation at the curtain call of their life...kind of like an ornament...a piece on the set.

But dare we step back for a minute and question everything?

What if Juliet never had a balcony to stand on? What of odette never crossed paths with an evil scorcerer? What if the Titanic had been just five meters west of that ice berg?

You see...there is always something or someone that will make a story what it is. A mere 'small detail' in someone's life can be of the greatest importance. It is not until we view the scenario without the existance of that thing or person that we ascertain a clear understanding of how completely dissimilar our lives could be.

The thing is...more often than not - it's not your cell phone or facebook or your house or the college you go to that go unappreciated...it's the people in all those aspects of your life.

What would life be like without your sister, without your brother? Who would you run to if that person you truly confide in wasn't there? What if you never went to that party that you met your boyfriend at? Where could you find comfort if the person you find it in didn't exist?

Then again, we cannot ponder over every single what if out there.

However is there truly any harm in taking time to examin the things that we gain from?

There is no wrong in showing appreciation for the people that make us great. for they too are remarkable.

Twenty-Eleven.

I thought I might have been tempted to perform some sort of divine opening ceremony to my blog for twenty-eleven.

Guess not.

Is twenty days away from blogging allowed to be considered a much needed mental break or is that just some dimwitted excuse for laziness?

In truth, my mind has been far from inactive over the past few weeks. I have begun to understand what silence and relaxation and a lack of anything better to do does to one's capacity to induce a complete state of thought.

It's fascinating really...all this deliberation equates to nothing on paper. My mind has an increasingly annoying ability to chain any thought or creative consideration tightly behind every single aperture of my body [stubborn little shit].

For now: I remain as incoherent as I was at the beginning of this post.

Christmas Eve.

It's christmas eve...no shocker there about how quickly this all happened. It all kind of esculated really quickly from "Hey, it's exactly one month till christmas" to this.

It's pretty though. I love how the christmas tree lights create a surreal ambiance.

The gifts are already under the tree...we like things set-up around here. Although, how Santa got through our none-existant chimeny is a mystery to me. I think he's more conventional nowadays...what with using sliding doors and the occasional window.

Speaking of conventional...

We had a marvellously UNconventional christmas eve dinner...simply asia complete with great wine and christmas balls.

The real fireworks show is only tomorrow you see. Why ruin our gnawing hunger with a great meal tonight when we're going to walk away from lunch tomorrow more stuffed than the turkey we just ate?

It's all very logical.

So...turkey, gammon, crayfish and the rest of ethiopia's food supply in hand- im embracing all things merry, festive and cheery tomorrow.

Have a great one.

Mirror Image.

Mirrors are funny things.

There's no hiding from yourself in a room full of them...every bit of your present and obtainable existence staring back at you from every possible angle.

It's almost like stepping in front of a mirror gives us some unprecedented right to pass judgement on ourselves...as though that obligation to "Love ourselves for who we are" doesn't exist.

I suppose we all get to want things. You know...all that stuff like being smarter, better, faster, stronger...that stuff we pretend we don't yearn to be. That stuff that we so often try to change and, with some exceptions, eventually go back to hating.

But guess what...every one of us has something that someone else stands in front of the mirror and wishes to have or be.

Doesn't that make you feel a little better?

There is something else though...something that scares me more than seeing someone in the mirror that I want to be. It's just the opposite that scares me in fact.

What happens when you look in the mirror one day and have to question who the fuck you are? What happens when you dont know who you want to be? What happens when you...just dont know?

It's uncertainty and doubt that scare me.

But could it be that rotating the mirrors may just be easier than actually answering those questions?

Perspective.

Do you ever stop to think about those cross-roads that we inevitably come across in life?

You know...those ones that pop up every time that we are forced to make a decision that would ultimately involve more than one specific outcome; or the ones that solicit an answer from us...as though we really have any clue as to which direction we wish to head in next.

Or even those that leave our world so inverted that we want to go back to that place that brought you to this perplexity in the first place.

Sometimes I think it really would just be easier to go back. Maybe do something akin to a life sized u-turn, hit the gas and set right my past of so many mistakes and wrong-doings.

Wouldn't that just be such a weight to lift off one's shoulders? Knowing that you could re-live situations in which we've left people hurt, hating and haunted. Wouldn't it be so great to know that all of those stupid mistakes could disappear into something like a void of things that never happened.

But here's an equation I want you to think about....

Take a person...any one- seeing that we've all made mistakes- and think about their life. Now think about all of the mistakes they've made and people that have come and gone. Now minus those two things from their life. What do you end up with?

You'd end up with a different person.

If you really consider it...our mistakes are the very things that make us who we are. True- they are often best left not praised but if we dont make them then how will we truly learn?

Acknowledge who you are now and embrace the choice of which road to travel because more often than not; you're going to be left with a better understanding of life.