I woke up this morning at my sister's house and, despite the cold, I climbed up to the roof deck and took in the breathtaking view of the Prudential, the John Hancock building and the rest of Boston that you can see from the South End.
I woke up this morning and realized that I am kind of unhappy. I am not depressed, but I realized that I didn't make a plan for this year. I have been going to the gym forever, so losing weight is not the problem. I am fulfilled career-wise, so that is not the problem, but I realize that I haven't made personal goals for this year. I think if I did make them, that I'd feel like I had purpose - that I might feel a sense of accomplishment.
And then I thought, should my goals going to surround the fact that I'd like love and romance in 2010? Is this the year I will meet THE GUY? But then I thought - last year, I thought I had met THE GUY, and that turned out to be complete bunk. So why depend on that for my happiness?
So I won't.
This year I am making a list. It's going to be about getting more motivated, waking up earlier, making X amount of money this year (I am a freelancer, so I am the master of my income, which can be trying at times), and I am going to eat better. McDonald's is great, but I need to curb the amount of times I resort to fast food instead of cooking a nice steak and some vegetables in my own kitchen.
So to all of those broken hearted men and women out there who have resolved to find love in 2010, I say just focus on making yourself happy. Love will definitely show up when it's ready to rear it's beautiful head. Until then, let's all be happy in our own skin and keep moving forward, shall we?