2011, in retrospect
It's been one hell of a year.
I've had my world turned inside-out yet again, learned things about the world that I never wanted to know, hated every single person I had to deal with; I've loved everyone in my vicinity, learned all about everything, and enjoyed my life to the fullest. I was in orchestra, and then I wasn't; I had a terrible wind ensemble that became an amazing one. I became. I am. I will be. I played, I read, I ate, I laughed, I slept, I loved, I was, I cried, I am. Everything happened this year, and even the awful parts were beautiful. It was the year of Appalachian Spring and of Haruki Murakami, the fall of Molly on the Shore and Armenian Dances, the winter of our complete content. I made new friends and reconnected with old. It would be an outright lie to say that this wasn't the best year of my life thus far, even though it had some of the darkest moments in it. I know that only next year can bring better things, and the year after will be bigger and brighter than ever before. This is my fondest farewell to a year in so very long, and it's bittersweet to think that I've come across it and will be racing into 2012 in only a few short days. I think I'm ready - no, I know I'm ready.
Bring it on, 2012.
I've had my world turned inside-out yet again, learned things about the world that I never wanted to know, hated every single person I had to deal with; I've loved everyone in my vicinity, learned all about everything, and enjoyed my life to the fullest. I was in orchestra, and then I wasn't; I had a terrible wind ensemble that became an amazing one. I became. I am. I will be. I played, I read, I ate, I laughed, I slept, I loved, I was, I cried, I am. Everything happened this year, and even the awful parts were beautiful. It was the year of Appalachian Spring and of Haruki Murakami, the fall of Molly on the Shore and Armenian Dances, the winter of our complete content. I made new friends and reconnected with old. It would be an outright lie to say that this wasn't the best year of my life thus far, even though it had some of the darkest moments in it. I know that only next year can bring better things, and the year after will be bigger and brighter than ever before. This is my fondest farewell to a year in so very long, and it's bittersweet to think that I've come across it and will be racing into 2012 in only a few short days. I think I'm ready - no, I know I'm ready.
Bring it on, 2012.