goodbye, 2011. in trying to recall this year i am perplexed by the passage of time. slow, fast, unending and yet all too short. i thought i was dying last night and i cried myself to sleep. this year is ending strangely and i’m dealing with a lot of emotions. good things: being self-employed (bad: not working nearly hard enough, not being proud of my work and not sharing it with others), all my groupon/winedates/nugget adventures/harry potter trips with leah + aurelia + jessica, swimming at the eno, parties at the monmouth house, everything i ate from a food truck, fullsteam beer, defriending 400 people on facebook, quitting the art collective, fourth of july at the bulls park, working with the distillery, finally having a friend group that while scattered geographically is infinitely more supportive than a ragtag group in durham that does nothing but drink and smoke weed, performing in public, working with haymaker, playing with goats, halloween, my 25th birthday. life is moving slow, and now it seems that my discontent has manifested itself physically. i don’t want to be sick. i haven’t written my resolutions yet, but i’m hoping to feel a lot better next year, mentally and physically. i think i’m at the precipice of great changes. it’s almost time to make the leap.

goodbye, 2011.

in trying to recall this year i am perplexed by the passage of time. slow, fast, unending and yet all too short. i thought i was dying last night and i cried myself to sleep. this year is ending strangely and i’m dealing with a lot of emotions.

good things: being self-employed (bad: not working nearly hard enough, not being proud of my work and not sharing it with others), all my groupon/winedates/nugget adventures/harry potter trips with leah + aurelia + jessica, swimming at the eno, parties at the monmouth house, everything i ate from a food truck, fullsteam beer, defriending 400 people on facebook, quitting the art collective, fourth of july at the bulls park, working with the distillery, finally having a friend group that while scattered geographically is infinitely more supportive than a ragtag group in durham that does nothing but drink and smoke weed, performing in public, working with haymaker, playing with goats, halloween, my 25th birthday.

life is moving slow, and now it seems that my discontent has manifested itself physically. i don’t want to be sick. i haven’t written my resolutions yet, but i’m hoping to feel a lot better next year, mentally and physically. i think i’m at the precipice of great changes. it’s almost time to make the leap.


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