So here I am, back to blogging. It's now 2015 and I realized that I made no resolutions and I didn't even bother to try to think of one for this year. I find myself lacking interest in everything around me and it might be because I haven't had the time to stop and appreciate everything I have in my life. Sadly, I'm no longer that 13-year-old girl that can write love letters and walk around the streets with sparkles and hope in my eyes. Nonetheless, I also don't want to be an unamused drag. My 2014 resolution was fulfilled- be more spontaneous. Now I can explain why I'm back to blogging; my 2014 was so spontaneous and jam-packed that I seem to have forgotten most of the memories. Everything has been squished together into one big blur that I recall as "the time of my life", even though I can't exactly explain why or how it was the time of my life without scrunching up my face and asking myself that same question.
Maybe I'll actually keep up with posting on here and I'll have something to look back on in ten years. Might be a boring housewife whose life peaked about five years ago, or maybe I'll be some big-time business woman that needs to be reminded of the good times. I may also just slowly transform into a sloth and find myself incapable of keeping up with this.
2015 might not be filled with meeting someone in a bathroom, dancing on stage, making new friends that so happen to be band members at their own concert, and so on, but it might and it would be nice to remember all of it.
So here's to a hopefully lovely 2015!
