We are now closer to February than January, and I have no idea where the time has gone. I said that I wasn't going to make any resolutions because if I cared, I would have made changes before the New Year began. And then, I talked to Sara, and Laura, and heard about their resolutions, and then I bought a juicer and started feeling super healthy, and thought, "what the heck," and made one of my own- and then broke it immediately. Nothing like the feel of instant failure, right?
I decided that 2014 would be the year of balance. I made juice and lists, and was feeling pretty good about myself. I was then asked to consider taking a position that will inevitably tilt me into a rut, and I said yes. As if school, and work, and The Darkroom Project weren't enough, I just couldn't say no. So, now instead of this being the year where balance was reached, it will be the year of saying yes to what is right, and yes to focus. It may also be the year of saying no to happy hour and sleep and painting. The idea that sometimes saying one yes means a thousand nos has already taken hold in daily life, as I excuse myself with, "I wish I could," and "maybe next time." The idea of research that leads to progress is fulfilling and worth the loneliness it may carry, we hope. That being said, I can't wait to dive in.
Clearly, in the resolutions department, I failed. How are yours coming along?