Waiting For That Rocket

In talking with a good friend today, I was able to articulate a breakthrough: 2009 wasn’t such a bad year.

There. I said it.

It wasn’t so bad.

In fact, I’d go so far as to say that it was one of my best years of my young life.

For every bad thing that happened – and there were several rough patches – I had at least one good thing happen to balance that out.

For every changing, declining, evaporating interpersonal relationship I’ve had another sprout up into it’s place.

For every job I hated, I had another develop that I love(d).

For every instance of introverted, socially awkward “OMG save me from the scary human interaction” I experienced I had a payoff that made almost every interaction worth it (at the very least as a learning experience :)

For every cup of crap coffee I had, I guarantee I had five cups of good coffee to back it up.

Last year was a landmark year. A year of changes beyond belief. A year of unbelievable changes. And a year of semi-actualized potential. 2009 was an incredible year. Here’s hoping that 2010 surpasses even that.