Wednesday, December 31, 2014

New Year, Pretty Similar Me.

The year of utter chaos.
The year of a first love, and of a first heartbreak.
The year of curiosity and exploration.
The year of a badass internship.
The year of (yet another) tattoo.
The year of anxiety. Apprehension. Confusion.
Of waiting. And waiting.
The year of a third (last) championship.
The year of self-discovery, of insight.
The year of asking for help.
Of receiving help.
The year of (legal) alcohol consumption.
The year of commuting, of a new home.
The year of social justice, activism.
The year of finding my voice.
The year of writing, of expressing, of feeling.
Of shamelessly exposing myself.
The year of invalidation. And of validation.


And what's to come in 2015?

The year of graduating (omg).
The year of (possibly) graduate school.
The year of career building. 
The year of more laughter, more smiles, more tears.
The year of compassion, and of selflessness.
The year of self-care, of self-exploration.
Of just "self."
The year of more expression, more passion. 
Of more shamelessness.
The year of independence.
The year of not being basic...
...And of still being pretty basic. 
(We know it's unavoidable, ya'll.)


'Til next time,
Christina

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