Like the snow coming down on the other side of my window, I feel like a swirling mass of contradictions lately. I’m in a good place and yet, I’ve been keeping it close to the vest. Protecting it, it would seem, as though I am afraid something will come along and pluck it out of my hand. The path before me is wide open and 2013 is full of possibility.
I’m ready for it. I’m excited for it.
I’m also scared to death of it.