I can’t exactly admit to embracing this whole “getting older” process with open arms. It often scares me to think about the changes that the future will bring. I am a creature of comfort, as evidence look at the fact that during my first year on the bike I only rode 2 routes. One was out to the race course (4 turns?) The other involved riding down route 5, veering off a bit, then turning and coming back…on route 5 for umpteen some miles. This year in particular I admit to being a bit concerned with the prospect of the future. In the coming year I will leave my undergraduate school of William and Mary and either go to graduate school or find some sort of employment. Some sort of anxiety is to be expected, however in reflection my fear is foolish. I realize now that for the past 22 years of my existence, simply by living I am risking change. Every second I am alive, something new comes to be. The year of 2010 has been 365.24 of the best days of my life and why should I expect the next year to be any different?
Later, when I have time I will try to do a synopsis of the past year. Now it is time to drink and be merry with the family. Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!
