Wednesday, December 31, 2003
the reckoning.
i remember at the close of last year, the best one looked me in the eye and said, "well. 2002 didn't suck." although it sort of started blue, it was also the year she and her man became inseperable, she moved near the city of her dreams, and i met the monkey. she's right, it really didn't suck.
it strikes me that i'm ungrateful. i'm doing an unscientific poll, here, about the most recently past year, and coming up with incredibly good things. if the last last year was the year i fell in love, this last one was the year i stayed in love. which is what i really wanted all along. and it's the year i did something frightening, finally, and as pale as the new life sometimes seems when it's held up to the fully-developed ektachrome one i left behind, it's really quite fine. i'm still worried about work, both the kind that pays and the kind that satisfies (and also the maybe magical unicorn kind that does both), but overwhelmingly, this year has been full of stuff i maybe should have been more grateful for.
if i can name what a year is for, i might name the next one the time of Getting It Done.
luck, everybody.
it strikes me that i'm ungrateful. i'm doing an unscientific poll, here, about the most recently past year, and coming up with incredibly good things. if the last last year was the year i fell in love, this last one was the year i stayed in love. which is what i really wanted all along. and it's the year i did something frightening, finally, and as pale as the new life sometimes seems when it's held up to the fully-developed ektachrome one i left behind, it's really quite fine. i'm still worried about work, both the kind that pays and the kind that satisfies (and also the maybe magical unicorn kind that does both), but overwhelmingly, this year has been full of stuff i maybe should have been more grateful for.
if i can name what a year is for, i might name the next one the time of Getting It Done.
luck, everybody.
