Happy New Year dear readers!
Is it just me or did the last twelve months go by faster than er, twelve months really should? It’s 2014 already. It means the Olympics were almost two years ago. Actual no way.
I’m looking forward to this year. I want it to simultaneously drag out but also go really quickly. It’s the end of so many things but the beginning of entirely new adventures. The biggest part of my life so far will be over, just for a bigger one to take its place. Oh man.
I don’t have any resolutions this year. I mean, I do but I didn’t make them for the new year in particular. I usually find myself reassessing everything about me and what I’ve done after doing something out of character, or something in my life I’d planned, then it not going to plan. Something that ultimately changes the way I think or feel about things. I had two of those last year, one event in the middle and one towards the end which were very out of character for me, and the repercussions of both have just made me think.
I regret nothing. Really, I’m glad I did them. I’m so glad I did them. I’m so much more open and confident, and accepting of what I can and can’t do now. Or more importantly, what I tell myself I can’t do, because it’s utter bullshit. I can do anything I set my mind to. I need to be more fearless, have higher aspirations and take risks. Just do it. Just go out there and fucking do it. Have a bit of faith (faith, faith). #YOLO after all. (oh god Aaron…)
2014 is going to be a fun year. That’s what I want out of 2014, yes indeed: fun. A whole load of pure unadulterated fun. Life’s too short to not enjoy yourself, right?