I find that January doesn’t bring much inspiration to my life. 2009 was a pretty good year, but I’m not sure I’m ready to deal with another whole one yet. It’s awfully intimidating. I briefly thought about resolutions for myself. I spent last year running and eating 10 calories a day and obsessing over my wedding dress body; I’ll save the weight loss one for at least another year. My apartment is generally spotless, closets and all. I don’t need a new job, I take time for myself, I spend time with my friends, and I read a lot. The only good resolution I came up with was Project 365, which was already broken by January 2nd when my camera battery died. I think it’s the cold. How can one be inspired when stuck between walls?
I used to work at the Austin Zoo. You don’t notice the cold when you’re feeding tigers.