A New Year (The breath of fresh air)

We often take this time to reflect on the past year before we face our new adventures for the next. This year I'm opting out of looking back and thinking 'What If I...' My toy chest will lock away all my secrets even for a day, just until I can move on. I don't need to drag the past years' worst moments in to the fresh snow of 2011.

2011 is the year I go back to school and figure out what I really want to accomplish. I can tell that this list may become a rather long one. However I will only take one project at a time. A lesson I have learned the hard way, I can assure you that.

I won't be the same girl anymore and I'm alright with this. I need to fall into the social scene of tea parties and decadent dreams. My presents from Christmas may have come late but that doesn't mean I wont love them any less. I can't live this life as a doll sitting still on the highest shelf, afraid to fall to the ground. My skin may be porcelain but I won't shatter. Never be afraid to dream out loud. These dreams realize who we could be not who we are at the bottom of our darkest moments. My dreams are movies in color. I'll be catching this movie until the very end of time. My hands full of open invitations to come along on the adventure.

P.s. I must apologize for my sometimes long tangents that may not seem like they go together, the picture in my head sometimes becomes a bit blurry. But I appreciate all my lovely readers who have visited me this year. Have a safe and Happy New Year!