To a Magical 2012

If I would start this with “Long time, no write” I wouldn’t be very original. I’ve used it before. So I won’t. But the funny thing? I just did, anyways.

I haven’t been here in forever, and I don’t know how I feel about it.
It wasn’t like I had nothing to say. Quite the contrary. This past year was so FULL of things that capital letters won’t even close to cover it.

I’m not going to mention any detail. I’m not even going to give you a real summary.
An objective reflection, maybe.

It was busier than I’ve had it in probably ever. Work, school, health all kept me very busy. I’ve had the best job I’ve ever had, and watched more movies this summer, than I have watched in my entire life, probably. Back to reading and painting, now. Quiet things. Ecstatic happiness and morose depression have followed each other in such a rapid succession that I’ve actually been called Manically Depressed more than once. I’m not though. There’s just a lot of things happening which make the term “emotional rollercoaster” an absolute understatement. It’s not any regular “ups and downs” of life. This has been strenuous. But I’ll survive.

I’ve been out of touch. I’ve been missing company, lately.
Been lonely. Been bored.
I’m back into this “waiting phase”. Waiting for something. Anything.
Waiting for someone or something to change my life.
And that’s just it, isn’t it? It’s not about that. Life’s not about that.
I should be getting my own butt into gear. Getting myself into action.
Live. Laugh. Love.

A happy, healthy, lovely and magical 2012, everyone~

Oh, and for tomorrow: Happy birthday, mum.

Xx
The Gypsy