Because It Seems Fitting (Jan 1, 2010)

Current mood:optimistic

Its the first day of the new year. I don't know that I'm particularly excited about it, but I'm certainly glad to shrug off the clammy skin of the old year and leave that mess behind. As years will have it, the entire thing wasn't complete shit, but there was more suck in that year than there really needed to be. 

Last year saw the end of two relationships, and the beginning of one. Already the odds are low for that summing up any time of happiness. But the year held some little shiny nuggets of joy, as well. Most of 2009 was spent in a shit-hole town in Pennsylvania. While that in itself falls under the CONS section here, the people I met and knew there certainly don't. 

Most of the time (though, not all) that I spent in PA, all I did was wish that I was back here, amongst my people, where things are familiar... Where everybody knows my name. So I guess, really, I even had one of my strongest wishes come true this past year. Trent and Lauren flew to PA and recaptured their wayward friend. There is no amount of grateful that would ever be enough. The drive back to Indiana was long and torturous on my drivers, and I'm sorry for that, but I don't think that it is half of what they would have gone through to get me back home, where they could see me and where I have a chance of survival.

I do miss my PA people, though. hanGover Crew, You're welcome to road trip out here any time! And while the sleeping accommodations may not be the Hilton, it'll be better than not. Plus, I make great eats.

I made some resolutions this year, which is something I don't DO for new years. I didn't do it for new years this time, either. I made these resolutions months ago. "I'm the fighter. I'm the winner. Things are gonna change, I can feel it." Good song. And the most accurate quote I can put here. My resolutions are not for the coming year, they are for the coming life. 

Some of my loved ones warp and change who they are to fit what any given part of life throws at them. They have either mutated or evolved, and it really doesn't matter much which. I can't really remake myself like that. I don't think I've ever been able to. No real part of me dies for the next to come to fruition. I think I'm more Katamari, than Pokemon. I add. I'm always adding.

For you, my lone reader, I will go ahead and throw in some trivialities so that you are more or less up to date on the little things that are going on, too, instead of just the big picture.

I started a new job not long ago. Its one I've had before, and not a whole lot has changed about it, really. Things are run a little differently, but then its been several years since I've worked there, so that's to be expected. In general, I like it well enough, you know, for work.

I have a new place to live, now, as well. I'm no longer taking up space at my mother's house, which is surely better for the both of us. I do love my mom, and she do love me, but any more than a few straight months together is enough to drive us both up the wall. 

I have hope for this new year. I have a lot to work on and I have a lot to work with, so with luck, determination, perseverance, and maybe a little help from those I hold dear, this year will turn out ok.

Best bloggy wishes to you and yours.