My only intention is to be unapologetically who I am. It is the resolution to favor authenticity over manipulation.
Thanks to Teri for pointing this out, and to JackZen for writing it in the first place.
Oh the drama that can arise over the spectre of self-improvement--the struggle, the cautious optimism, the fear of failure, the fear of success, the fear of the unknown world which awaits, if only.
Yeah, I guess that's where my mind goes when I don't have pretty flowers to distract me on New Year's morning.
But let's get 2006 off to a less glum start! Last night Arvind and I went to a lovely gathering at Larry and Carlee's house. We played Apples to Apples and even breaking the rules I couldn't manage to win a round! Of course at midnight I could be found plopped in front of the TV watching the ball drop. I squealed with delight when I saw the local station's inset of Raleigh's Acorn dropping, right next to the fancy New York number. Poor Dick Clark. I applaud his hard work--recovery must be quite tedious--but how sad...I think he should have left the hosting duties to Ryan Seacrest, and just enjoyed the festivities. Heartbreaking to see what has become of such an icon.
So last night, at the party, I met Carlee's sister, Cynthia, and her husband, Dan. Dan has a grown-up camera. Big, heavy, expensive--and fabulous! It takes amazing photos. Gasp-worthy photos. I must have one. I always knew an SLR would do better, much better, than my dinky point-and-shoot, but man, I never knew how much better. It's a whole new world, as Aladdin would say.