On the eve of January 1st, 2006 I sat in a small room litted only by a large white candle between the giggling best friend of mine and me. "I can't concentrate..." she complained, letting her short attention span take over. I opened my eyes to look at her, sitting cross legged and large hazel eyes trying to concentrate on the flickering yellow light. My eyes came down to concentrate on the light as well, watching the heat slowly melt the white wax creating a small puddle.

I thought back to when we were in craft store earlier that day, searching for the perfect white candle, and determined that doing this would help us in the New Year.

"Okay, so I couldn't find any spells that didn't cost some money," I said, "...so I figured we'd just get a bunch of things that mean clarity and do something ourselves." I said.

"You know, sometimes people use alcohol as cleansing, maybe we should find some."

My mind clicked at the sudden idea, "I know!" I clapped, "We should put the candle in a bowl of alcohol!" I was answered with her staring at me as if I was insane. "…what?"

"Alcohol. Candle." Stressing each syllable carefully. "Do you want blow us up!?"

A smile formed on my face, laughing at my own stupidity. "Just relax," I finally responded to her, "breathe."

What did I want in the new year? 'Everything...' My eyes opened again, letting the small dancing flame seduce me with its light warmth. How I longed to become a more outgoing person and not to feel like this anymore, whatever it was I was feeling. 'I'm going to be true to myself and my emotions.'

Midnight struck, telling us the year was over with, and along with the year it took the candle light with it.