So this is it, this is my last chance to write a post in 2010, a year of not writing so many posts. 25 posts: that is not very many (though a significant improvement over the 13 I wrote in 2009). I was thinking just the other day that I've kind of forgotten how to write a blog post. In the Venn Diagram of my life and interesting blog post material, do the two circles even overlap at all? What exactly is contained in their intersection?
That's a cop-out, of course. This is a blog for friends. My blogging friends could put pretty much anything on their blogs and I would read it (or at least skim it for juicy bits, if it was really tedious). It is pretty safe to assume that my blog-reading friends have a similar tolerance level. I mean, if you're still reading this, isn't that proof I'm right?
I went out with friends for a bit this evening, although I went home long before midnight (I'm fighting off a cold, and therefore have a lowered tolerance for human interaction). Even as I was reaching the point where polite conversation was a strain, I was struck (as I often am) by how lucky I am to have so many kind, interesting, and downright odd people in my life.
We raised our glasses, friends and strangers around the table, and we drank to the best year of our lives. I liked that toast, its hopeful ambiguity, its weaselly superlative. Maybe it will be the best! But if not, maybe the best one is still to come, out there on the hazy horizon.
To tell the truth, I feel out of sync with the planet again, like last year, like the year before: the end of the calendar year just doesn't feel like an endpoint to me. It feels like I'm still very much in the middle of things. Someone asked me about my goals for 2011, someone else asked about resolutions, but I got nothin'. I've got plans, sure, but I'm not about to restrict them to 2011. (Plans. I should blog about my plans. But no, it is not quite time for that yet, either.) So no new leaves for me, right now. No abrupt lifestyle changes, no vices relinquished. There will be a time for these things, but right now I'm pretty much just gonna keep on doing what I'm doing.
To those of you starting new things, or stopping old things: I salute you. And to all of you kind, interesting, and downright odd people who make life better for me in so many ways: Happy new year.
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i was going to say that 25 posts in 2010 was a lot more than i would have guessed, since that averages just over two per month, but then i realized the bulk of those were from camp.
happy new year! :)
Aaron: yeah, that occurred to me too. They still count, though!
it totally counts!
Yes, we are always happy to see that you've posted, and will read it, whether tedious or salacious (so, tell us about these vices...). I don't know what why people find reading about someone else's life more interesting than they're own, but I can say that I was thrilled to hear that snottygrrl's family had a discussion about what I would eat for breakfast, and her nephews knew the menu exactly.
But this isn't about me. I hope 2011 IS your Best Year Ever, only to be surpassed by each successive year to come. I look forward to reading about your adventures! Happy New Year!
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