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<01.04.2004> ...we'd all love to see the plan I bid 2003 a hearty Fuck Off just as I'd wished to: surrounded by people I love. It wasn't a grand affair, but everyone seemed to enjoy themselves, and that was all I wanted. I think 2003 suffered from its magically-delicious start; there was nowhere to go but down, and go it did. One nice thing about a year that sucks so thoroughly, though, is that it's easier to pick out the highlights. Amidst the grief and despair, there was a surprisingly delightful trip to Puerto Rico, and a delightful surprise birthday party. Two men said two of the best things anyone's ever said to me. I met some wonderful new people. I learned to better value my time and myself, which made for a quieter year, but the time I spent with others was richer for it. But most of all, I survived, I endured, which sometimes seemed like a bloody miracle, but then I guess I always do. New Year's Day, I awoke quietly content, and made a list of to-do items for the year. I hesitate to call them "resolutions", because how many people actually keep their New Year's Resolutions? Exactly. Tallulah's To-Dos for 2004:
A long list, perhaps, but all of these things can be pretty easily accomplished. Wish me luck, eh? |