(Untitled thoughts of one who is drunk on New Years Eve)

Tonight my best friend’s 5yo cousin told me she was going to marry me without a hint of uncertainty in her voice. How precious is that?

It’s a sort of rash boldness, a sort of certainty that we lose as we get older. With each coming year we become more bashful. More shy. The straight talking occurrances become few and far between and that is disappointing. It’s almost like becoming more aware of things – such as consequences – becomes more detrimental in relation to our lifestyle.

On the other hand, I felt a sort of peace tonight. Whilst I was in a taxi drinking a beer on my way to my friends house for New Years Eve, I felt contented. Honestly. Thoughts of the entire year raced through my head and I was at peace with everything.

2015 was a great year and I like to think I celebrated it well tonight. If someone was to offer me the opportunity to re-live this year where the highs are higher but the lows are lower, I would bite their hand off for the opportunity.

Now, I am excited to experience what 2016 has to offer. The good, the bad, and the ugly.

Bring it on.


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