How I look at the beginning of 2016.
A lot tired.
A lot excited. {Really.}
Really wishing I hadn’t decided on starting the year with a pixie cut.
Wondering how Y2K was already a decade and a half ago.
Contemplating my next tattoo.
Planning all that I will accomplish this year.
Curious as to where today went.
Hoping for one of my football teams to win more than lose this year. Please.
Aiming for more self-trust. And more letting go.
Intending to be more intentional. {How’s that for pressure?}
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