Phew this is the year of a thousand years. How can something feel so fast and long at the same time? Of course I'm not under any illusion that midnight will come and everything will be fixed. But I am holding on to hope that a little bit of newness will bring something good. My life has changed so much in this year and for a while it made me sad. I feel like mourning your past self is allowed for a bit, but then its time to move on. I'm excited to take on new challenges and goals. I thought by this time in my life I would have had things figured out a bit more. In some ways I feel like I'm starting over. There is a bit of embarrassment that comes a long with that. Being almost 30 we've been told the time for new should be past. Regardless of how things "should" be I'm starting in square one. Seems like the universe isn't aware of these societal standards? I feel like my past self always just took what was handed to them with out much contemplation. Now its time to build something for myself and to take (ask) instead of wait. It is very scary but also thrilling in a wonderful sort of way. I might not make anything of myself, but I have to at least try? So three cheers for a new year of trying!
I wish for you lots of hope and good luck in the new year!
