Well, I still can't believe that it's 2001. Its been eight days now,
nearly nine, and still, every time I see the number 2001, I get a weird
feeling of disbelief. Its as if my mind is fighting with a strange
number that pop culture has somehow told me should be significant. My
mind is almost making it significant, and this feeling is very strange
for me. I'm not one to get excited about such things; even holidays
are usually just another day for me, nothing special. I have to put my
own meaning to things like Christmas, because my literal mind doesn't
let the spiritual, supernatural stuff get in the way.
2001. Two thousand and one. Such an odd combination of
characters. Something is fighting to be different; I see the symbol as
I've seen so many times before, in movies and so on, but putting the
knowledge that 2001 now represents the current year is very strange. It's
just a number.
I didn't experience this when 2000 rolled around. Just for
2001. Apparently the shift from a one and three nines to a two and
three zeros didn't flip any switches, but add one, and weird things
start to happen...