Dear 2009,

I don't do resolutions.

I'm going to live 2010 the same way I did 2009.

Loving wholeheartedly and without guilt. I let go, made up, and made out. And never regretted a second.

Surround yourself with loved ones and politely ignore the rest.

Dream big and bite off more than you can chew.

2009 was the year of the 45 hour work week and 13 credit hours.

There are things "missing" in my life. But I'm not empty. I'm not sad. I'm me. And I'm happy.

This was the year of blacking out. Waking up in strange places. Partying with weird people. Making friends with older people. Married people. Younger people. It was the year of spending too much. And not spending enough. Of forgetting and forgiving and connecting and reconnecting.

I'm happy, but I'm not content. There's just so much.

I love my friends. I love my family. I love life.

You should too.

I don't settle. I won't settle.

2009 was good. Great. Fantastic even.

So. Bring it on 2010.


Love,
Me