So…I’m getting ready for some holiday parties and have got my hope back, sort of. Thanks to a couple of single friends who, like myself, are quietly wishing Christmas to be over with.
It helps to swap stories, tales of Christmases spent in foreign countries, on the road, and in tiny apartments. We singles live amazing, complex lives.
I’ve dropped out of social media fora bit, needing to collect my thoughts without so much input. I also realize that my social media news feed tends to bring more negative than positive feelings these days. Social experiment by large companies or not, there’s a disconnect with the self in the 24-7 availability of everyone else’s opinions. We all need quiet and alone time to sort out our own ideas.
Another reason for my hope being restored is that there are several stories of good deeds, aka pay it forwards, that are happening around me right now.
I’d love to be able to start a pay it forward chain this year, perhaps I will–anonymously.
A real hope will begin with a new year: a clean slate, to be (maybe) filled with travel, adventures, and–at long last–a creative job. Those are my goals for 2015.