So, the year ended. I haven’t died.
What an event!
What an extemporization!
The year has truly come to an end. For the first time, I feel a strange chill; a shiver at the realization that I haven’t died yet.
Hallelujah.
Hallelujah.
The year ended. I haven’t died.
These are, as you know, words of complete banality, recycled and stale.
Perhaps I’ll be the first depraved, curious soul to mock them now.
Yet, I say them as if I’ve never spoken any words more sincerely before.
And I truly have nothing else to say.
I haven’t died yet.
The year ended and I haven’t died.
I am still alive.
Anees Ghanima
December 31, 2024
