Velocity vs. Viscosity

New years eve night I arrive at a party by myself. The clock is counting down and drinks are being poured. I watch younger girls make spectacles of themselves in the living room. I check my phone and see 11:52, the new year is creeping up in a matter of minutes as well as midnight kisses. "They say how you spend your new years, is how you spend the rest of your year," rings in my ears. I set my beer down, grab my coat and keys, and go out to my car. 11:58, as I select my favorite song and start my car. "They say how you spend your new years, is how you spend the rest of your year." I want this year to be different. I drive to my best friends house and arrive at 12:06. Together, we split half a bottle of 100 proof. I never felt a thing, and have the best sleep I've had all year.

A new year, a new semester. I have finally worked up the courage to go into school today and apply and try again elsewhere. There's more to life than what I have. I'm living a life that is far too easy and relaxed. Same old same, repetition. Take two, because I need more.

I went up to visit Jenna Norris the other night with Tori and we drove around Mechanicsburg until 5:30 am. Listening to her stories and memories about her home make me long for mine even more. Nothing feels like home anymore. The other night made me realize that I don't need a resolution. I just need to take breaths and grasp some form of stability, reality. 2009, your woods were lovely, dark and deep. I went crazy for awhile, and I'm just now catching my breath. The weather is getting colder and I think it's time for me to go home.

Hey, Soul Sister by Train

2009,
+ Turned 18
+ Graduated
+ Took my lip ring out after 4 years
+ Met Jenna Norris, Devon and Cristina
+ Got 2nd row for free at a JoBros concert
+ Had the best summer ever with my best friend
+ Went to college for something I love
+ Dropped out
+ Got a tattoo