The Sign
To some degree, we try hard to free ourselves from time. The date is not as much as important than its content. New year day is just another day .
Right at the midnight, along with the city bell marked the year of 2010, fireworks started painting the sky. Just another annual celebration.
But not for ONE SIMPLE THING to remember this year. While we didn’t bother too much about the fireworks, the pour of white balls from the sky really make a different. It is not about the beauty of the snow. It is about the timing sensation of the nature, right at the beginning of 2010 at 0.00 GMT.
Is it a Sign (of what)? We may not care, but it was really one memorable mark of the time we rarely have been attracted.
Then, life goes on. Another new day.