and so time keeps ticking
It's New Year's Eve, and I'm writing this on my couch, with my dogs. I'm not really sure what it is I want to say, but I do want to get some thoughts out before the year ends.
This year, I did so much stuff I would've forgotten everything if I didn't record it. I'm not usually one to call a year "good" or "bad", and I'm not about to start now. All I can really say is that 2024 was pretty eventful. Maybe I didn't check everything off my list of things I wanted to do within the year, but I still got a fair amount of cool stuff done.
I wrote a lot, sang a lot, and studied way too much. I stressed a lot, too, so my serious New Year's resolution is to make my life less stressful. It's a tall order, so I'm gonna have to be strategic about it. As for my fun resolution, I really want to keep a running list of my favorite pastries this year.
The clock is running out, so I'll keep this short. I always feel a specific kind of weird when the year ends. I feel like I haven't done enough, and that I need more time. Isn't that strange? All we have is time. That's exactly what the new year is: more time to live.
Here's to a great new year for all of us! 🎆🎇🎉