Instead of my yearly New Year’s quiz, some possibly-cheesy (but sometimes cheesy is just fine) words of wisdom for the year ahead. I’d get them all tattooed on me if I was really feeling my oats today. As it is, I’m feeling mostly exhausted from staying up until midnight (REAL MIDNIGHT! For the first time in many many years!) with the boys, but it’s sunny and beautiful outside. Freezing and glittery and like a blank sheet of paper, ready for new words.
New words, but likely not quite so raw and unfiltered, here and on Twitter. I’ve found so much value in publicly peeling back my own layers to try and speak the truth, even when it sucks, but somewhere along the way I lost my boundaries and became unable to see how I affect other people when I do so. (Or I saw the potential for it and prioritized myself anyway, is the more honest confession.) And of course I don’t always tell the whole truth, I tell what I can and maybe that feels wrong later. At any rate, I strongly believe the pros have far outweighed the cons in all my efforts at online writing, and the time feels right to start new projects and keep more of my inner thoughts in a private space. Like, say, a paper diary! What a concept.
Thank you for being present for me throughout the years, my friends. (Online-only friends are real too, did you know that?) I hope you have a wonderful 2015.