every year, this time of year.
i do the same thing. make predictions of how the year will be.
i’ve already listed some silly resolutions.
but then i start saying things like THIS IS THE YEAR>>>…….
like i said today THIS IS MY YEAR, THE YEAR OF ME
but every year is the year of me, a year clouded by selfish moments of selfgain
honestly i’m not gaining MUCH, but every little bit counts
inching me just a little bit closer to whatever this ‘ideal goal’ is..
money, love, weight loss, happiness, FREEDOM.

today i got offered a new job.
maybe it is the year of me.
or maybe i’m just finally looking in the right direction when the ball is being thrown,
instead of staring in the clouds wondering why the football hit me in the face.

also decided this week
no embarrassment in 2010
there’s just no time for it
i will OWN IT
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