My, what a wonderful year. Every year it's the same deal, me telling myself in the lead up to December 31st, "don't get too nostalgic." I have this problem, it seems, with letting the year go. But how can you blame me, this one had to be one of the best by far. I got to see so many insanely incredible places and do so many exciting things, I couldn't bear the idea of parting from such times.
And then it hit me. In the week after Christmas I started doing all of these things that most people would do post January 1st. Start a journal, cut my hair, re-do my room, start exercising again, spend a day with myself etc. All these "new years resolution" type things. So I'm up late one night writing away and I got thinking - sure, what a wonderful year but my god, more to the point, what a wonderful life. Who needs a new year to start doing all these things we said we would do? Why can't you start when you want? Why can't we focus on the bigger picture? Stop categorising things in "years" and look at it as one long, progressive life. That's what I've decided on.
Thanks for sticking around, friends. I am excited to show you what's in store. Starting in two weeks when I head off to NYC (eeee!)
Until then x