And there's no difference is there. We spent new years eve w/ Ella at her bedside. The nurses brought us some cider at midnight. That was nice. I remember getting so excited over new years. I would be really pissed if I had to work that day. We planned big parties and bought tons of alcohol. Then of course everyone would be terribly ill the next day. Just an excuse to get wasted. It's strange that I can't fathom doing that anymore. I have absolutely no desire to get hammered and celebrate the new year. I guess I'm just getting old.
I think tomorrow I will try to make it to the AZC again. I didn't go last Sunday because I was just too tired. Or maybe it was laziness...sometimes it's hard to tell the difference.
I feel like my meditation has been going really well. I look forward to doing it every day. It's relaxing. I used to do 15 minutes every night, and sometimes I felt like I just wanted to get that time over with. Now I'm doing 25 minutes every "morning" and most days the alarm goes off and I'm not expecting it at all. The time feels pretty short sometimes.
Well, happy new year. Oh, and my resolution. I don't really have one. But I think I'll try to care about people more. Make those calls to people instead of puting it off till later. Be nicer to the people I don't like. That sort of thing.
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