reminiscing.
December 29, 2009
2009: What a year what a year. I traveled to Costa Rica. I became serious with my band and planned a 3-week long winter tour with them. Made some important personal discoveries regarding my romantic life. Became much closer with some of my girlfriends. Entered my LAST year of college. Moved into my FIRST apartment. Came to the full realization that I want to move to pursue music professionally. Also faced a few new difficulties that brought on a different palate of emotions than I had ever experienced. New confidences and new insecurities. Fully realized my love affair with pop music. Settled more into my songwriting self. Let go of the people in my life that take more from it than they give. All very important things.
And as this year comes to a close, I find myself in the same reflective mindset as millions of other humans right about now. Thinking about the things I’ve lost and gained in 2009, the important life lessons I’ve learned, the things I want to pursue in the coming year, the people I want next to me as I walk forward, and my wants, needs, desires all floating around in my brain as I consider 2010 and its potential. I have attempted a list of resolutions and I only have 3 on it so far, but I think they’re good ones:
1. Letting go of what I can’t control and moving forward with my life.
2. “Owning my sexiness” (i.e. wearing flattering clothes, experimenting with make-up more, continuing with my work-out regime, walking tall with confidence)
3. Doing yoga twice a week and learning about new forms of yoga that resonate with me most.
There. And I don’t really feel a need to expand my list too much more because the things already on it are big things that will require a lot of attention, and the few other things that come to mind to add to it are things that I already plan to do with my life next year – things like moving to Brooklyn, pursuing my music career, and traveling. So yeah. Here I am. Here we are. 2 days left of 2009. What do YOU want to happen the first year of the next decade?
Yours,
Sara
