On The Eve
Normally, about this time each year, I'm feeling rather pessimistic.
Normally, you'd be reading a brief tirade about the state of the world.
Normally, this would be my tired, glad-it's-over piece.
Normally.
Here's the thing: I didn't have a great year. I didn't have a bad year, either. For one reason or another (maybe simple caffeination), I'm feeling optimistic about next year.
As I get ready to quietly ring in 2012, I find myself making plans. Plans for travel, plans for jobs, plans for (hopefully) grad school. I see a year of motion ahead and that makes me happy.
Happy New Year, all. I hope your best is yet to come.
Normally, you'd be reading a brief tirade about the state of the world.
Normally, this would be my tired, glad-it's-over piece.
Normally.
Here's the thing: I didn't have a great year. I didn't have a bad year, either. For one reason or another (maybe simple caffeination), I'm feeling optimistic about next year.
As I get ready to quietly ring in 2012, I find myself making plans. Plans for travel, plans for jobs, plans for (hopefully) grad school. I see a year of motion ahead and that makes me happy.
Happy New Year, all. I hope your best is yet to come.
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