new year.
belated merry christmas
and a belated happy birthday to me, too.
somehow I avoided that typical pattern of mine
and i didn’t write some heavy bullshit about Christmas or how the 28th felt heavy or whatever
no reflections about my birthday, my adjusted age… (although now my “who?” page needs modification) no. Nothing of the sort.
no speaking of the “tabula rasa” that is 2012, either.
Instead I opted to let everything sink in on its own accord
the end result is… unfinished.
My birthday was quiet, but good. Generally speaking I’ve felt very fulfilled as of late. Slightly homesick (as was to be expected come Christmas eve) but nothing terrible.
but this new year… Yeah. Nothing big, I guess. I just feel generally good.
confused
but generally very good.
it’s rather frustrating, facing things that you would love to say… but you know are better left unsaid.
I’m good but there are some relatively… aged matters that i’d like to re-address.
for the time being it is my burden to bear.
so
I’ve skipped out on the wordy reflections and whatnot
simply because it was a smooth transition, for me.
so again
Happy new year, reader.
(assuming i even have a “reader” now)
