Last year in a desperate plea for my life to being everything but what it was at the time, I declared 2010 to be the Year Of Goodness. I thought that maybe if I said it loud enough to the Universe, it would be made true. And then it was not the year of goodness. No, the start of 2010 was anything but good and it was clear that the Universe was not going to do this for me.
So I moved to Austin.
Last night I was overwhelmed (and maybe a little bit drunk) as I was surrounded by the most amazing friends in this most wonderful city that I have fallen so absolutely in love with. Even this morning, as I am nursing a headache, remembering drunk conversations, who I might have given my number to and looking though photos and realizing that while it is very easy to make fun of me when I’m sober, it is made much too easy when I am drinking– I am feeling so lucky to be here, in this year that really is so full of goodness.