2006 was a strange year, bland and yet strangely affirming. I'm sure that in the far off future I will fondly remember it as one one of those pivotal years that moved me to inner peace and joy and a new-found enjoyment for solitude. But at the moment, I think it's been a threshold year. Not quite what I want to be. Not quite where I want to be. But it's somewhere. And I've gotten to somewhere by crawling through the jungle of my mind and making camp in its middle.
So here I am — living comfortably in the middle of my mind. I guess 2007 will be about learning how to move out of it and into this here real world (oh the irony of stating this in an online blog and through a pseudonym).
Here is a list of accomplishments and occurances in 2006:
- I moved out of a place I've been living in since I was 18 (minus a couple of years in the middle)
- I finally travelled off this continent, rented a bungalow on the beach and read in a hammock
- I started a new job that I'm still not too sure about
- I staved off gripping panic attacks ... without drugs (it's all about the pinkie, thumb and good memories)
- My roomates of 7 and 14 years moved to Berlin
- I moved into my own place — no roomates
- I was single the entire year
- A lovely boy cooked me a gourmet dinner for the first time ever (2007 is about receiving flowers)
- I watched friends get married, and it was good
- I endured someone say things to his new love that he used to say to me — verbatim — and was able to continue loving my past... after a couple of weeks of hard work, wine and Lost episodes
- I deepened friendships
- I bought a pellet gun and shot decoy ducks off a houseboat motoring through the Shushwaps
- I danced like no one was watching... and didn't blush when I fell
- I was treated to expensive champagne, food flown in from Italy, and a flight over the Georgia Strait
- I had short hair
- I had blonde hair
- I started growing my hair long
1 comment:
I love this post. It has inspired me to a similar list of my own, and I too will post it, however I'm caught in a vicious cycle of procrastination. Perhaps that shoul dbe something I tackle this new year? In an attempt to force myself to follow through, I have posted this promise to post. Lame, but it may work. Or, it could have the opposite effect and serve as just enough of an effort to quell my initial desire to respond. Tricky.
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