Oh, how time merges with life in such a way that you can barely feel your passing through it.

Here I am, 34 Novembers and counting.

There has been so much life lived, so many things seen, so many people befriended and a huge number of feelings felt that I can hardly believe that it’s been only 34 Novembers.

Yes, I count my life in Novembers. No other month of the year has the flavor that this one has.

In the crisp air of this month new dreams are born, much hope is felt, and the smell of opportunity invades the surroundings. It is the time when partnerships are forged, strategies put in place and a whole lot of positioning done.

It has the flavor of infinite possibilities. The box of “must have”-s and the load of grief is tossed away. The slate is wiped clean and a new beginning emerges.

It is the moment when all the failures and obstacles you faced throughout the year are put in the pile of treasures beneath your feet and it raises your level in such way that you can see everything in a new, higher, perspective.

I love Novembers.