Dec 30, 2008 22:10
(most of this was written on the 27th of December)
I'm back in Phoenix and have been here for 2 weeks. It seems about right that just before the new year I start to feel sick and loose my voice. Get three phone calls from friends, wanting to know what I'm doing today, and later tonight. I have missed parties, missed seeing anyone, and instead have laid in bed trying to sleep. I'm glad my mother is here.
What a strange year.
I don't want to think about high points and especially not the lows. I don't want to feel nostalgic. I don't want to think about accomplishments and failures. Categorize any experiences as good and bad. I'm writing this to remind myself to not make resolutions and just keep moving.
I don't know what 2009 will be like.
I am making Jordan a CD that reminds me of fall and winter 2008. New memories.
I am starting is miss Chicago a bit, well a lot, yeah.
I don't know if I want to update this journal next year.