Here's to 2008
2007 was, in actual fact, a rather uneventful year.
There were several hiccups, a couple of highs, lows here and there, but it passed without much pomp or fanfare. When asked to describe 2007 in retrospect, nothing stood out. None of those unforgettable memories (oh, there certainly are treasured ones, but nothing reaches out of your subconscious instantly and says "Remember me?!") and not many moments of regret.
But it was strangely good too.
I spent the midnight countdown lounging in my bathtub, soaking my pores silly and enjoying feeling clean after an entire day of traveling in grimy planes (no more budget again, ever.) with dodgy hygiene standards.
And it was refreshing.
I still feel refreshed, actually. Maybe you just need to start the year on the right note and suddenly everything falls into place. If the entire year goes exactly how my weekend has just gone, I think I'll be good.
And maybe, just maybe, some change will do me a whole lot of good.
There were several hiccups, a couple of highs, lows here and there, but it passed without much pomp or fanfare. When asked to describe 2007 in retrospect, nothing stood out. None of those unforgettable memories (oh, there certainly are treasured ones, but nothing reaches out of your subconscious instantly and says "Remember me?!") and not many moments of regret.
But it was strangely good too.
I spent the midnight countdown lounging in my bathtub, soaking my pores silly and enjoying feeling clean after an entire day of traveling in grimy planes (no more budget again, ever.) with dodgy hygiene standards.
And it was refreshing.
I still feel refreshed, actually. Maybe you just need to start the year on the right note and suddenly everything falls into place. If the entire year goes exactly how my weekend has just gone, I think I'll be good.
And maybe, just maybe, some change will do me a whole lot of good.