I haven't been home since Wednesday but I'm not sure where I've been instead. Not to say that I can't remember, just that it's all running together.
We had an ice storm mixed with a snow storm that made me glad I wasn't driving. Sloshing through the muck with my magic boots with people I don't think I've even met before in tow. When did I become so social?
Today I finally made it all the way back. It's frigid but my window is still wide open and I'm too ecstatic about blue sky and fresh air to close it.
Whiskey is disgusting but it helped me say goodbye to one of the hardest of my 23 years. To whomever kept putting cigarettes and shots in front of me, thank you. Somehow I walked out of there with a feathered hat and a 19 dollar bar tab. That whiskey didn't stay with me long, but I felt like I was also expelling the difficulty of 2008.
I think I'll dedicate this year to being as driven as I was 5 years ago. Back when I was too naive to know how much the world can hurt you, and so easily. This year I'm back to plunging ahead heart first and forgetting how jaded the past has made me.
This year I'm going to be more honest and less mysterious. More open and less afraid. More willing and less apprehensive.
I long for bike rides and capris. I can't wait for this winter to end.