A new year.

I have a friend who deletes his Facebook account every few months. A week or two will pass and you can find him again re-upped to the network. It's interesting being a primate and seeing how a social animal reacts to the strange anonymity carried by technology and our expanding metropolis. It's cold out there. And, sometimes the greatest sense of loneliness comes in the company of others.

He’s been out in the world for some time now, going crazy in different rooms in different cities and states. It makes me think there's some needless shame in our modes of being, in knowing what brings us joy and a sense of ever-important connection, and the avenues of communication and distraction we choose. I think we all deserve the easier breath of a lowered bar and a little absolution for the high price of sanity.

It’s a new year and I have a good feeling about this whole 2011 thing. There's a song...

And all the bridges are burnin' that we might've crossed
But I feel so close to everything that we lost
We'll never, we'll never have to lose it again

I like that. I like that way of thinking. And that was 2010. Everything burned and my deepest loves and strongest supports to the structure crumbled around me.

I've been thinking about the concept of falling apart to come back together and coming back together better than before. I'm hoping it's a somewhat elegant process of restructuring and, perhaps rearranging of pieces to better suited spaces.

Here we go...