Pretty Good Year

Every year on my birthday, I listen to Tori Amos' song, "Pretty Good Year" first thing in the morning. The way I look at it, my birthday is a mile-marker and a sort of New Year. It gives me a chance to look back on the past year of my existence and dwell on the fact of whether I have any regrets or not. I'm not one to regret much in life, hardly anything actually, so it's really just a nice affirmation that I'm still very content in just doing what I'm doing. It also gives me a chance to look ahead and figure out what goals I need to set for myself, and achieve by this time next year.

This past year has held a lot, and I mean a lot, of ups and downs. I've lost three family members, went through a huge break-up with the person I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with, changed companies/jobs, formed some key friendships, met two out of three of this year's goals, and started dating again! Woohoo! I told you...a lot! I still haven't figured out whether the ups outweigh the downs yet, but I've got all day, to decide on that. All in all, I will say that right now for my birthday, I am feeling up, which is a hell of a lot better than feeling down. It's kind of hard to feel down right now, though, sharing this time of my life with so many people I care about, with so many other good things happening to those around me as well.

A lot of my mood and aura, if you will, is effected by the moods of my friends. I find myself to be very empathetic, tuning in to those around me and taking on what they are feeling as well. So, it goes without saying that if those close to me are having a hard time, I will in turn have a hard time. But right now, my cousin and his wife are expecting a baby, one of my closest friends is having her engagement party, and my sister is pretty much settled into her brand-spanking new house. All great things as I head into my New Year! I still have the strong feeling that August was SO not my month, so I am hoping with all of these great things happening right in the beginning of September, that things will in turn, bounce back for me as well! So, Happy New Year!

Tears on the sleeve of a man
Don't want to be a boy today
Heard the eternal footman
Bought himself a bike to race
And Greg he writes letters and burns his CDs
They say you were something in those formative years
Hold onto nothing as fast as you can
Well still pretty good year

Maybe a bright sandy beach
Is gonna bring you back
Maybe not so now you're off
You're gonna see America
Well let me tell you something about America
Pretty good year
Some things are melting now
Well what's it gonna take till my baby's alright

And Greg he writes letters with his birthday pen
Sometimes he's aware that they're drawing him in
Lucy was pretty your best friend agreed
Well still pretty good year