It's two days into the new year and so many things have already happened. I feel good about this year. I need to feel good about this year. I want to be happy, I want change, I want confidence. Today is so bittersweet for so many reasons I can't begin to describe.
Hobbling around on this highly unattractive boot-cast and experiencing constant pain in my chest is a never ending reminder of what I did. I can't shake the thought that it is all my fault that I ruined the holidays, totaled my parents car, and sent my mother to the hospital. Just another thing I have to come to terms with and accept with the new year.
I am getting a hair cut, I am saving my money to travel, I am spending less time napping and more time with friends, I am reading novel after novel, I am meeting new people, I am watching movies, I am going for walks or bike rides, I am waking up early, I am keeping a journal, I am forgiving, I am accepting people for exactly who they are, I am being loud instead of keeping to myself, I am spending more than just weekends with those people I love being around most, I am rearranging my bedroom, I am doing what I want to do, I am not waiting around anymore.
Come on 2009, let's do this right.
visible results of the accident:
the dogs that I have actually learned to miss:
the view that I resent a little less each time I come back to visit:
what I loved about vacation:
Happy New Year.