Today I saw an idea (not sure how long it’s been around?) to do a 2013 memory jar:
Start 2013 off with an empty jar and fill it with notes of good things that happen. On new years eve, empty it and see what awesome stuff happened that year.
It’s kind of cheesy but I like the idea, especially since it ties in with my New Year’s resolution to be a better memory-keeper.
I don’t plan to do it or anything, but it has got me thinking… in a melancholy way.
2013 has not started out in the kindest way – professionally or personally. And it’s not like 2012 was exactly a boat load of laughs all the time, although I’d say the latter half was definitely better than the first.
Putting it vaguely, I’m definitely living like a post-recession 24 year old! Hellooooo world, my self-worth is slowly decreasing every day! Something to put into perspective: by 26 I can no longer be covered under my parents health insurance, but at the rate I’m going I won’t have a job long enough or good enough to cover myself. I know a lot can happen in 2 years, especially since a lot sure has happened in the past 2 years, but that’s part of why I feel so worried. Sometimes, it’d be nice to just feel a bit more settled.
[Oh, but then I also made the mistake of watching “This is 40,” which was a nice reminder that even when you do finally have a nice house and a healthy family, life can still suck.]
I think deep inside I want to take my hypothetical memory jar and smash [what I think would be an accurate metaphor for the emptiness I feel inside] it against the wall. But the juicing, or the yoga, or something must be working it’s juju (or maybe I just hate feeling like a victim), because I feel fine.
I mean, I kind of feel like a Bruce Springsteen song most of the time, but that’s normal right?
Um, yeah, that cheered me up. A lot.
Happy (almost) Friday!
all that poetry & all those songs 