I’ve got no complaints about 2012. It was a usual year-like mix of good days and bad days, bitter and sweet, rough parts and smooth parts.
But it rises above all that rollercoaster crap because in October 2012, this happened:
That’s pretty much the *drops mic* moment of the year for me. I got to marry my best friend. And someday in the near future, I hope everyone in every state in the U.S. will have the same opportunity to marry THEIR best friend, regardless of gender.
I bandied about with idea of doing resolutions for 2013 like I usually do, but somehow it hasn’t felt right. It’s seemed too constricting, and I’m getting the feeling that to get through this year, I’ll need to be flexible. To be able to bend and shift any goals in response to sneaky changes that I can’t see yet.
So instead of making a list of all the stuff I’m going to do, pounds I’m going to lose, words I’m going to write, etc., I’m going to put up one general goal.
I will not procrastinate.
Because tomorrow is not guaranteed. And my dreams aren’t going to make themselves come true – I’ve got to sculpt them out of blood, sweat and ether.
So, 2013, I plan to be flexible and productive.
And we’re gonna start with the productivity today, with cleaning and outlining.
I wish all of you a very happy new year! Go be awesome and make 2013 your bitch.