Today I put away 35 Christmas lights into a kleenex-box sized…box? Anyways, my grandma was adamant about putting them away herself when she finally up after 5 minutes and walked away. So I took them and basically just shoved them in there, and just as I was closing the box, she saw me and said, “You got them in there? O, you’re so smart.”
Hell ya I’m smart, grandma. I don’t know if they’ll work the next time you take them out of the box, but I certainly outsmarted those little shits this time.
I haven’t written in a long time, and I missed a large chunk of the year where I typically write down the most meaningful material. (I blame the insights on the Fallidays. The end of the year is a good time to reflect on where you’ve been and where you want to go, and I basically did neither. I can’t say that I didn’t want to write; it’s just my desire was out-foxed by my laziness. But now I’m back with a facelift and a new domain. So all zero of you who have my old Xanga blog bookmarked, this is your warning to go ahead…and never bookmark another Xanga site again. Xanga: you’ll always be the party I was 10 years late to…
I stopped writing right around the time I felt like I was in a funky rut. I felt like I was wearing the life vest again, lost at sea but flailing around to stay afloat. The last couple months I feel like things have turned around and I’ve made it to shore. I got a new job and I’m going to be moving out of my old place. Some people have exited my life and some new ones have entered. But the adoption of positive change has been a very strange phase for me. I think I was so used to thrashing around in the water that dry land is weird to get used to. For the past couple months I think I was lying on the beach thinking, “Well…where do I go now?” And just recently I realized that I need to get up and start walking. (Queue the segue…)
(For all of you wondering, the answer is yes…that is Justin Bieber. Isn’t he funny?)
Back to the beach. One of the things that I’ve struggled with in the past couple of years is nurturing passion. And that’s something that I want to work on this upcoming year. I guess it’s somewhat of an intangible goal that’s really has no success metric. How do you measure how much passion you had over a period of time in comparison to another? I’m gonna say it’s subjective just so I can get moving. I think there’ll be goals to I’ll set intermittently throughout the year to make sure I’m still on the right track.
For now, I’m excited about 2013. I see it as a big year for change. I’m moving in a direction that I want to go, even if it was a shaky start. I’m looking forward to having you along for the ride.
Thanks for reading.
– Bieber’s Laugh Track