The year is ahead and the sun will hit it making you suddenly awake. Year will end and so will be the bliss, but do you made note of what have you done. A trace-back where you can make adjustment later. We keep it as simple as a year book with daily entry. We keep a comment where bliss and apologies with no escape for enemy, tying hands of falseness and the desire to escape, to reach the light and years to come. The fondness in the comfort and but we will appear soon after we lost and and there will be us, we and them. The yearbook and the guild of the matter as rational being does support it.