As we are
nearing the end of yet another year (yep, there is the whooshing sound it makes
as it flies by) it is time to reflect upon the wonderful adventures we had the
last 365 days and to think/daydream about the new even amazing-er adventures
we’ll experience the next 365 days. Who knows, it might be the year that toy
stores will start selling jet packs. Or the year we can clone our pets. Or
maybe women will start ruling the world (we kind of do already). I’m just
saying, just because it has the number 13 in it, doesn’t mean it has to be a
bad year. Even though we can’t know what will happen during 2013 we can at
least see it as more time to get closer to our dreams, or enjoy more time
living them if that’s the case.
For me the
year 2012 was one of my most exciting adventures, where I got to go to England
and got my MA in Creative Writing. I made wonderful friends, learned a lot,
went on a date with a not-so-much English gentleman, kicked ass in pool and
most importantly learned where to put my knife and fork after I had finished
eating to indicate I’d indeed finished eating. Okay, that wasn’t that
important, but knowing it made me feel British.
The year
2013 will be even more exciting, though. Before this I always had a plan of
what I was going to study and where, but this is the first time I’m no longer a
student and an official adult. If you hear a loud scream, then yes, that is me.
And finding a job isn’t easy, I probably have more of a chance to discover the
remains of a mummy in my own basement. Right now I’m finishing two novels so
hopefully this will be the year that I get to publish my books and make some
money. My Master’s diploma on my desk tells me I can
do it. No pressure.