Heck of a day today. Sort of went by in a blur. I can’t remember it, for the most part.
Year-end fatigue, perhaps.
On the whole, things are evening out.
I got all signed up for guitar lessons yesterday. My first lesson is next Saturday, after the first of the year. I can’t wait!
I have a lengthy post planned for soon after the first of the year. Still working on it, but it’s coming together, in a good way.
Hopefully, the job will continue to go well.
As well as the writing, because that’s coming back, all that energy.
Once, long ago, I wrote a story about a girl taking a walk on New Year’s Eve. One of the things she thinks about is New Year’s resolutions, and how she doesn’t really believe in them. She would usually make the resolution not to change anything, to just be herself each and every year. But she comes to the conclusion that just being herself is the most unrealistic resolution of them all….because by year’s end, she finds she’s always changed.
That’s still true for me.
So, shall the perpetual girl take the road she never thought to take….?
Yes. I believe she shall.
Well, as the man himself said:
“I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.”
Words from the great Robert Frost.
Robert Frost also wrote:
“The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.”
That’s true, too.
Let me put it this way – I have both. Promises and plans.
And I hope to see them all through. Even if it doesn’t amount to anything in the end, I hope to see them through.
Hope has never been in short supply for me. I always hope.
I always will.