We opened the door, we entered a new, unknown room, the place where another year dwells. We'll look around, we'll try to make ourselves comfortable and start discovering the place. A door, a new room, a new year, maybe even a new us -though we carry a load, things we found in previous rooms, attributes and people we made a part of ourselves.
I wish we can all find our place in 2011, a way of life that suits us. I'm not sure what happiness is but I do hope that all friends and readers of this blog get closer to it.
[BTW, the beautifully textured binder with the close-up photograph of an old wooden door comes from GeoKip, a store who excels in great photography from Greece.]