365 blinks of the eye
Today as I was getting ready I heard the news that it was Obamas one year anniversary of being sworn in to office. All of the anchors began to talk about where they were when they heard he won the election.
It got me thinking about a year ago for me. I dont usually do reflective year ends, I dont have time or really care to go through everything I went through in the past 365. I know what I lived, Im okay with that.
But today something struck a chord.
One year ago I was finally starting to feel settled in my new place.
I was teaching myself how to make meals.
I was still mourning the failure of my relationship, but was finding my own feet.
I had just finished an amazing theatre project with good friends, leading to another even more amazing theatre project.
I had started singing lessons again and felt my soul be free.
I was slowly starting to plan my move across the country.
I made a decision to go out to Calgary the next month to visit friends.
And from my journal:
You don't realize how depressed you are, how complacent you are, how resigned you are until you are back where you should be in life, your life is on track and things are new and wonderful and beautiful. And then, when you're in that place, you look back to where you were not two months ago, or even a year ago, and seems like the most drab place, how did I survive, how did I function, dear God, that was not life.
This is life.
This is life indeed.
It got me thinking about a year ago for me. I dont usually do reflective year ends, I dont have time or really care to go through everything I went through in the past 365. I know what I lived, Im okay with that.
But today something struck a chord.
One year ago I was finally starting to feel settled in my new place.
I was teaching myself how to make meals.
I was still mourning the failure of my relationship, but was finding my own feet.
I had just finished an amazing theatre project with good friends, leading to another even more amazing theatre project.
I had started singing lessons again and felt my soul be free.
I was slowly starting to plan my move across the country.
I made a decision to go out to Calgary the next month to visit friends.
And from my journal:
You don't realize how depressed you are, how complacent you are, how resigned you are until you are back where you should be in life, your life is on track and things are new and wonderful and beautiful. And then, when you're in that place, you look back to where you were not two months ago, or even a year ago, and seems like the most drab place, how did I survive, how did I function, dear God, that was not life.
This is life.
This is life indeed.