And the Old Ones Will Be Ended

Hello! Happy New Year!

I know I've been seriously slacking around here. As usual, I have a lot of excuses, none of which are very good.

I have been incredibly busy. I've been going here and there all around the square. I've been working some overtime to help out another department in our building. I've been trying (and failing) to hang out with everyone who is visiting near from afar.

Worst of all, I've been ill. Really, incredibly ill.

I'm sure there's several reasons for the horrible stomach pains I endured. There's crap going around and of course, during the holidays, there's a lot of hugging. A lot of slobbery kids gooping on me. A lot more chances to get diseased.

And then there's the food. My poor body has eaten way more cream and sugar than it's used to.

And then there's the worrying. There's a lot going on right now, if you haven't noticed. Every time I read the news, my stomach churns a little more.

I'm one of those kinda secretive worriers. When I hear bad news, you may think I look calm, but that's because I'm too busy developing three or four game plans for each of the five or six outcomes that can come as a result of that news. I don't have time to express my worry.

Which isn't necessarily a bad thing. It's good to have an idea of what to do.

The thing is, I worry about everything. And since there's so many plans running around in my head, I'm clogging the pipes. I'm blocked up creatively. I'm slacking here and in taking photographs. It blocks my ambition.

Last night, I noticed how beautiful the sunset was. And then I realized, and maybe it's just me, but I think they've been that way all winter.

After returning home, I slept straight through for a full eight hours. I didn't wake up once. It's the first uninterrupted sleep I've had in weeks. It felt amazing.

I walked outside to a gorgeous day. Even the ducks and geese were playing around in the river like it was spring.

I know it's cheesy. But I felt hopeful. Maybe things aren't going so great, but probably it's not up to me to fix. Things are going to happen the way they're supposed to happen. And I can deal with that.

So my New Year's resolution isn't really a measurable goal. It's just to worry less.

Hopefully that brings about a happier and healthier life. Perhaps it will help me take advantage of opportunities I may have missed otherwise. Hopefully I'll get more done.

It's working so far! Just look at all the pictures I edited and uploaded for your pleasure: