i've spent the past two nights trying to find the appropriate closing in words to this past year and have come up with little to say. i'm still stunned that things happened the way they did and that i am where i am now. i guess i don't want to dwell on what went wrong- seeing as i've been doing that for over 6 months- but am anxious about having any hopes or expectations for the upcoming year. this week i realized a couple life lessons that i've taken away from the past year, but i'm not going to share them here. they're mine.
the new year started 48 minutes ago and i've spent this entire year so far trying to coax my dog down from the ceiling. the neighborhood fireworks put him up there. also got a call from my dad after i finished the first paragraph. he's at the nursing home with mom and is starting to get sick. he needs me to come tomorrow morning and spend the day with mom so that he doesn't get her sick as well, so i'm going to cut my night short and get some sleep. i'll probably have more to say in a day or so, until then- get fucked 2011.
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