Not the most original title I grant you, but heartfelt nonetheless.
I am hoping for a good 2015. That’s a lie; I am hoping for a wonderful 2015. It has a hard act to follow. My personal 2014 has been, for the most part, one of my best years in ages.
There have been low and sad spots. That goes without saying really. Beyond the personal, there have been some truly awful bits, and things that worry me for the future. Nigel Farage to name but one.
I haven’t decided on any New Year Resolutions yet. Last year’s was to visit those shops and businesses locally that I usually completely ignore. I didn’t do badly, but I didn’t manage to go into any of the slot machine emporiums, and I still don’t know how to place a bet.
For 2015 I am thinking vaguely about learning to use ebay to sell, or at least attempt to sell, things I no longer want, and maybe to sell Ginger Ninja 2016 calendars. My dream of MasterB earning my living for me is something that appeals no end.
I am hoping not to take too many accidental photos. A few months ago I accidentally photographed my nostrils. I hadn’t realised they were so big. For several days I was sneaking surreptitious looks at other people’s nostrils to try to work out if mine were normal. They are, in case you are asking. I only took one photograph today and that was one I didn’t mean to.
If you have been wondering what footwear I favour in winter, here’s your answer.
The day was dull and drizzly, and when the wind blew it was cold. I was working.
Put all those things together and it doesn’t sound like a great start to year.
Yet when I finished work this evening, and was walking towards the railway station, I was smiling to myself and thinking how lucky I am to do something I love; where I meet interesting people; where I get to exercise my brain and my curiosity. I had a real sense of joy in my life that is precious beyond the healthy bank account my work will never bring me.
The wolf is perilously close to the door at times, and occasionally taking up space on the sofa. But there are wolves and wolves. And this one is a wolf I should much rather have than the soul eating, joy sucking, tyrannical wolf of previous employment that gave me a regular income and left me sad and depleted.
Anyway, I like lentils.
Have a great 2015.