flotsam, travel

2010 in review

A picture is worth at least a thousand words, as evidenced by the fact that now that I own a camera and have become an amateur shutterbug, my internal dialogue on trips is almost completely made up of what-shot-do-I-want.  My note-to-self for 2011 is that I need to better balance the desire to capture the scenes visually, and to be present in the moment enough to feel the experience and write it.

A quick photographic recap of my 2010 journey:

May your journey in 2011 take you to wonderful people and places!


24.25 hours to new year

The year is about to end, and I feel like it should feel a bit more… definitive. Like there should be a checklist item to cross off, or firm plans for the new year. Something. Instead of this generic time-to-change-the-calendar feeling.

I guess this is why people have New Years Eve parties. Because giving the old year some fanfare and welcoming the new year with some hoopla feels like giving the whole matter some substance.

I guess this is why people set resolutions that they know they will break in the first week. Because the setting of it is the thing that makes the new year seem like something.

Every day is the start of a new year; it’s all in when you choose to start counting.  God’s mercies are new every morning.

With so many fresh starts and new beginnings, it’s a wonder any of us ever get bored, under-enthused, underwhelmed.

Change the countdown: tomorrow starts a new year. Let’s make it a good one!


Ten more days

The year is winding down. It’s hard to believe, but there it is. Ten days left.

And for me, only 2 work days left, as I’ve taken the time I would otherwise lose. Theoretically this was supposed to be a good time to be off, since it’s generally a slow time for us to be launching anything new. Unfortunately it’s proving to be a very hectic time of year instead, as there are countless projects launching in the new year.

It’s not a good time to travel, either… too unthinkable to miss family gatherings in favor of far-off destinations and too expensive to even consider it anyway.

Ten days left in 2010.  So much I thought of doing this year, and didn’t. Didn’t join the gym (probably wouldn’t have gone anyway). Didn’t visit any international destinations at all. Didn’t write a short story, let alone a novel. Didn’t sign up for the photography program. Didn’t take dance classes, or Continue reading “Ten more days”