Suspension Without Suspense
Another year is almost over. Ten more days and it will be 2009. And then, 365 opportunities will have passed. Again.
I often think about where I could be, where I want to be. It's not here. It's funny because I truly, wholly, completely, 100% believe that we are responsible for our own happiness and for getting where we want to be. So, why the hell am I here?
Even though it's so cliche, I think I will post a list of resolutions. No, a list of goals for 2009. Maybe then I will feel slightly accountable to the people in the blogosphere and actually accomplish them?
I often think about where I could be, where I want to be. It's not here. It's funny because I truly, wholly, completely, 100% believe that we are responsible for our own happiness and for getting where we want to be. So, why the hell am I here?
Even though it's so cliche, I think I will post a list of resolutions. No, a list of goals for 2009. Maybe then I will feel slightly accountable to the people in the blogosphere and actually accomplish them?
