Tuesday, January 03, 2006

huh - 2006

well well well. a new year.

time really marches forward, does it not? who would've thunk it? 2005 always seemed so far away... the year Real Life (TM) starts, and being a kid ends... and now it's gone.

Only... it doesn't really feel like much has changed. Externally yes, but I don't know, I guess I thought the adult inside of me would come out of the close and start pulling the levers and pushing the buttons on this thing. But no. I am the same old me.

And now all the eras of my life are beginning to blur, as I move onto a new one. And I wonder why they are so different.... Quick recap.

Considering that I don't remember any definite details before first grade (a fact which scares me) elementary school was the start of my life, in a way. I mostly hung out with people who lived with me in the boondocks or were in my girl scout troop. now that i think about it, i don't know how we got to be friends - thank god we did though.

but jr high and high school brought a division of classes, and therefore more friends. sort of smarter friends, that lived further away. and that i wasn't really close to. Boyfriends define large chunks at two and three years apiece.

And college, again, so different. Each time such a different group of people, and a different lifestyle. I have listened to country, pop, rap, metal, country again. And now I am out on my own, with an ani, a john mayer, and a toby keith in my pocket. Some part of me things these people should never be together. But that's just why they're good together.

Is that how to reconcile all this change? How nothing stays the same, or makes any sense? I guess it doesn't, at least not right now, and it's better that way....

Sorry, New Years has always been a time for reflection for me, not of resolutions. I don't make them, I can't make them. I don't really know why. I will appreciate the collective peer pressure to eat healthier. But I won't set any deadlines.

I'll just sit back and hope I'm right when I think that life has a way of working itself out.

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