Saturday, December 31, 2011


For full effect, download “Like Spinning Plates” by Radiohead and play at maximum volume throughout the duration of this post.

Wow, those last twelve months went by fast didn’t they? I don’t know what word to use that best fits where all of our lives have been for the last 525,600 minutes. And yes, I may have just referenced “Rent” but don’t worry, I only know that because I had an overbearing sister obsessed with musicals. That’s right Kim, I’m talking about you. She’ll never read this though. She doesn’t even get a blogalias.

Where has all of the time gone? I have not a single clue. I really don’t. A year ago tonight I was headed down one path of certainty, and then for some reason I decided to take a swing at some other curveball that Karma threw my direction. Am I happy with where my life is headed? I guess so. Are you happy where your life is headed?

Don’t answer the rhetorical thought-provoking inquiry.

It has been a year of ups, and a year of downs. A year of smiles, laughter, and blonde jokes. As well as a year of tears, anger, and accidental text messages. A year of sushi and callings. A year of pickup games, and Thesis’. A year that has been on the road, in cheap hotels, at dumpy restaurants, in front of audiences, at the gym, on golf courses, at a desk, by a herd of cattle, in casinos, on the slopes, in alumni tournaments, around the Western half of the country, and in a hospital. It has been a year of everywhere. A year 41,528 miles strong on my Rogue.

It has been a year filled with a dumpload of people. People who I adore. People who I can’t stomach. People who see me for someone that I’m not, and vice versa. A year of people who I’ve camped out with, cried with, ate Miss Piggy’s with, threw outlet passes to, fought with, sucked up to, beat down in cards, serenaded, mooned, kissed, texted, angered, humored, roomed with, shared Netflix with, brainstormed, videoed, spotlighted, listened to Coyotes with, and helped change catheters for. It has been a year of people who have influenced me tremendously. And I hope and pray that I’ve done the same for them, in a good way.

This has been a year that I will never forget. A year with stone-graved memories that will live with me and be recited as my memoirs are transcribed by an eager grandson while I lay in a hospital bed. It’s been a year of my life. And a year of your life. I have never been more upset, more alone, or more afraid of what comes next. Likewise, I have never been more overjoyed, confident, and grateful for how incredible my life is.

I hope you feel the same.

What do you think?


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