Let me first start off by saying, I am not a fan of new
years. Nothing to do with bad past experiences or anything like that, I just
don’t see the point in it. After all, it’s not really my new year. My new year starts the day of my birthday but in hopes
of not being too difficult I go along with all the festivities and resolutions
and (hopefully) not let on how stupid I think the whole thing really is.
That being said, this year was a particularly great one to
reign in. I really stepped out of my comfort zone, took on a few
challenges I had been meaning to get around to, and learned new things about
myself. For instances I started going to parties and I survived going to a
concert without having a total break down. Two things that are pretty big
achievements since I have suffered from panic attacks for most of my life and
crowds are by far my biggest triggers. I became vegan, something I had wanted
to do since I was a little girl and started reducing my belongings as I slowly make
my way to becoming a minimalist. I made great strides in the romance department
in ways of figuring out what I actually want/need in a partner and how I work
in those given situations. And lastly, I started taking my yoga practice so
seriously that I decided to become certified.
I also had some crazy curve balls thrown my way like being
evacuated from the summer camp I was working/living at because of a giant
forest fire. But I also made some awesome new friends and got to see how the
other half lived for a weekend. In other words, I had a really awesome year.
So when it came to making my new years resolutions, I must
say, I was at loss. After all, I had been eating healthy for the past four
months and working out (pretty much) everyday since April. I don’t drink or
consume anything that could possibly poison my body (this even includes
caffeine) and, as far as I am aware, there was no bad quality I possessed that I
desperately needed to work on. I mean, that’s why last year was so great, it was
because I had grown so much. Then it dawned on me. While I was working on me,
my love for writing and photography had taken a backseat. Two things I very
much loved doing.
In conclusion, this year I plan to focus on my artsy side.
Maybe finally finish that novel I have been working on for the past five years,
use my camera for more fun things, learn how poetry works, and (hopefully)
update my blog more.
HKx
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