Dec 31, 2011 09:56
In about 6 hours, we will reach the year when the world is supposed to end.
I skipped my year ender last year. I wasn't planning to write one. I feel like at 30 I should have evolved. Be less sentimental. Act more mature. Be less irritating. Tone down.
Then again, maybe I wont. (Judy Blume, do you remember? I used to read. A lot.)
2011 was a good year for me. I managed to do things career wise I always wanted to achieve but never though was possible. I sort of relocated to my favorite city in the world. I formed friendships with people I now can no longer live without. I did things I never imagined I would do. I fell in love.
I'm tearing up and I can't explain why. I have one regret which may last a lifetime but thats ok. Maybe I did grow up.
But I am thankful for everyone and everything in my life, old friends and new, love found and lost, regrets and achievement. I have many more wishes, but for the first time in years I feel like I did ok this year. I can't say that I am truly happy, I still have this weird emptiness that I feel like I am trying to cover up with false happiness, but I can't really say that I am sad either.
I want to say that next year I won't work so hard and will actually live my life but I know that won't happen. My life is what it is right now, and always will be. I can only dream that I find what I truly in the midst of all the chaos, late nights, and plane rides. I hope that it finds me.
Goodbye 2011. May I never make the same mistakes I made this year again.
yearender,
2011