happy new year
I'm not going to ask for anything too outlandish this year. No lists, no big resolutions, no pounds to lose or major habits to change. Except maybe the one about being a lazy friend. That one, okay.
Anyway, I really don't think I'm asking for anything extraordinary, so don't get fussy and tell me I'm demanding.
2009? I just want things to be happy and nice. Really super happy and nice. Maybe even deep down in the bones excited thrilled about this life happy. Surrounded by people who feel the same way. About themselves, about their lives, and about getting to spend some time with me. And not just when I have cookies. Although that may create some added excitement, I realize.
Not every minute, 'cos that's impossible. Not even every day, because I mean let's be real, it's me we're talking about, and I know I'm difficult. But that kind of happy and nice that's in this photo right here.
Yeah, I know 2009. Only one person can give me that happy, and she's the one who took the photo. But I'm looking at you: Go easy on me. After 2008, I need a rest. I don't think I'm the only one, so go easy on those who also need it. Can you at least do me a solid there?