And so it is another New Year's Day. This one does feel a little bit
different - and the only reason I would be able to qualify that answer
is because I'll be 50 in another 6 days. Knowing what's coming is a
little strange. Not bad, alien, off-putting - just strange. It's a
monumental number; an achievement.
Nonetheless, I know
that many of my friends had a not-great 2014; I was fortunate. No
personal or direct losses; no debt or illnesses; Liz has a completely
clean bill of health as well, which is paramount and we managed to have
ourselves a year of doing things. From seeing an ample number of shows,
plays and a terrific/fun vacation, I am thankful that our year was as
good as it was.
The start of a new year always brings a
sense of hope. There are a few goals I'd like to reach - nothing lofty
nor unrealistic; my schedule is already filling up - from another list
of shows and our vacation to New Orleans already booked - so I'm of the
(always cautious) optimism that 2015 will bring just as much fun and
joy. To continue to write, be on the radio and make music (one of the
goals to strive toward) is really all I want to focus on.
If you're reading this (still), I wish you nothing but good things for the newly-sprung year ahead.
