Ah... 2008.Happy Birthday to a new year.
It couldn't have come soon enough for this young writer (who am I kidding- event planner first, then writer) but I will say that the last week or so of 2007 was absolutely priceless and wonderful and just what I needed (or what the doctor ordered- take your pick.)
I rode a bike. (Twice!) Once through winding roads of grapes, and once down by the ocean and into the sand of gorgeous san diego. Why is bike riding so much fun? I have NO idea, but I think it stems somewhere from the depths of schooling myself in Santa Barbara. (The best.) I also sat in one room and rang in new years with all of my favorite people from school EVER, and I was blissfully happy...
So, let's talk happiness for 2008. Right now would be the appropriate time to list all of my lists and resolutions and empty promises and goals, etc. Except this time... they're not empty. I completely acknowledge that I took 2007 to get over 2006. TRUTH. Some things just take time. But (as my former roommate Taya always told me) time is the greatest healer, and I think 2008, while officially named, 'The Year of Becca' is my year, too.
I want to walk, cook, sleep and dance... MORE... among other things.
Cheers to 08.
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