The day before New Year

The approaching New Year has not really hit me yet…until today that is. I went into town for my daily lunch and a brisk window shopping walk when it struck me that it’s New Years Eve tomorrow. My life has clearly become a one big isolated bubble since I went on maternity leave. It’s quite a feat I know which day it is. Fortunately the banging of New Year crackers were calling for attention, and thus I was reminded of tomorrow’s importance within 2 minutes of leaving the house.

Haarlem was crowded and bustling and after four attempts to find a restaurant with an available table I managed to get a spot. I dug out my note book, and inspiration was not late to come. First of all I compiled my action list for the coming days and then started to think about some more medium to long term priorities. Sometimes inspiration can come in the most hectic of environments. Here I was sitting in an overcrowded restaurant, oozing of fried bacon and steaming soups mixed up with various human scents, and yet it was the perfect place to start thinking of a new start anno 2009. That’s the best thing with the New Year – a clean slate, where all our sins are forgotten. After writing down my creative thoughts and wishes I could feel a new beginning drawing to a near. 2009 will be absolutely fabulous!

The sky is magic