What a year. I'm exhausted.
Tonight: watching the Pine Cone drop from the Weatherford Hotel in downtown Flagstaff.
|Accidentally borrowed from Tom Bean, who must have been here. I hope to run into him tonight and explain this unauthorized usage.|
Don't let the pressure of a "new year" get to you. You're going to get some things wrong, and a lot of things right. 2013 has been the best worst year of my life, and I SMOOCH IT ON THE MOUTH AT MIDNIGHT. 2014, here I come!
A good friend said tonight that she made a list of the fun and not-so-fun of 2013. Her resolutions are to do more of the fun and less of the un-fun.
I've felt like words just pad my experience lately, instead of describing or illuminating it. I hope you've been able to get to that pile of books on your night table in my silence.
Have fun tonight, be as safe as makes sense, and let 2013 slip through your fingers. Happy New Year, my friends.