If I had to look at myself long before today, what one could see was "a calm, open water". I'm sure there's something in between the quiet but I don't know what. Finally, this year became a year filled with turmoil, storms, being tossed around with all the memories, and feelings that were there but I never try to identify. I don’t know where it all came from, where all of this was going, and how to deal with the inner turmoil that burst suddenly.