A Year Ago Today...

Today is my birthday. I turn 31. Wow. In fact, as I write this, it is currently about to turn my birthday. Two minutes and counting.


I'm always curious what I was doing at this time last year, or five years ago, or whatever. So I'm going to talk for a minute about what I'm doing today, so that next year, when I turn 32, I can look back on myself and think... "I remember the time..."


One minute and counting.


This year, I am in Calgary. I'm housesitting for a friend. I'm writing. I'm doing a bit of coaching. I'm having lots of time to think about my life. I'm trying to be as healthy as I can. I'm spending time with Keely, who I rarely get to see and who is one of my best friends.


Happy Birthday to me. (Wow. I'm 31 years old.)



What I've realized about myself over the last week of largely being alone.


I like to write. A lot. I like to write and critique and read and review, and do all the things I need to do to get my whole platform set up and my career on the move. In fact, I love it. I could do it all day. I do do it all day.


I do not like to be alone so much. I thought I did. In fact, that was one of the reasons I came up here. I knew that I would be spending a lot of time alone, and I thought I would enjoy it more. But I think I need more balance. I need some people time and some alone time. I think I need more alone time than I'm getting in Bozeman, but more people time than I'm getting here.


Granted, I could change both. And I probably should. But at the same time, it's good to know.

Anyway, happy birthday to me. And hopefully it will be a good one. For now, it's time for sleepy.