It's New Year's Eve in New York City. Good-natured craziness is rampant, and I just don't feel the need to add to the chaos. After such a busy Thanksgiving and Christmas season, I'm quite content to stay inside today with a stack of movies and a good book or two.
Actually, I feel the need to do a little self-inventory-taking. Not resolutions, mind you, just a much needed passion-check. Of late, I've felt a little blah about almost everything. The exception to the blahness is my new GrandBoy, of course. But on the whole I seem to have lost a spark (or two) that drives me forward. I'm not expecting any major revelations or insights, but I do think I need to make an honest assessment of what I want to put my soul into.
So over this New Year's weekend, I plan to go it alone, testing myself on this or that, trying to stoke up some life-energy passion for something.
Hand me that poker and bellows, please.
2 comments:
Did you come to any conclusions, mary?
ooh, my verifier is penpicks - perhaps you - or I - should be writing more!
Oh, Liz, is is all about the writing. I'm still sorting it out but am making a real effort to write (for me, not for work) every day. I suspect this process (heating up the old embers) will take some time.
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