This year has been fucking weird. And it’s not just me that says that, nearly everyone I speak to has felt that 2011 to be a particularly weird year, and a particularly weird time in their lives. Weird doesn’t necessarily mean bad, I just mean… significant, perhaps emotionally, or experience-wise. Perhaps it’s the age I’m at, mid-twenties, where my friends are starting to go places, do things, leave the bubble, quit the sphere in which they were raised. 2011 has seen people I know study overseas, travel a fair amount. I know people who’ve lost significant family, or who’ve gotten engaged, or who’ve taken the next step in their relationships and moved in together, people who’ve released albums and taken the first step towards achieving their dreams. I myself have been completely thrown all over the place in 2011, particularly the second half, having returned from my travels, and it’s taken me until roughly now to sort myself out. It’s an uncharacteristically long time, and, not that it’s a competition, but I’ve heard that it’s still reasonably short compared to how long it’s taken others to feel home again after such experiences and travels. I’ve experienced some of the loneliest, happiest, most crazy, most bitter, most cherished moments of my short life in 2011. To be honest, from the way things are shaping up, it’s only going to get more hardcore, more intense. Good luck everybody!
I’ll try and post more regularly, but I’m just not DOING anything at the moment. There’s nothing to say. Blogging is an effort, make no mistake.
-J
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