

I've been trying to figure out how to be more intentional and efficient with my time, a strategy which would optimally include time to be intentionally inefficient. Apparently that sort of time is pretty important. When I have a crazy day at work I come home and really don't want to do much of anything except maybe have people take care of me.... but! Sometimes, but only sometimes, if I build in some time to just totally veg out for about an hour I can get it back and actually make something of my evening.
I remember feeling a little bit like this last year this same time in 2011. I felt settled, but not in an entirely stable place. This was a very nervous feeling and recollecting that I felt this way a year again just makes me feel even more nervous. The beginning of a new year has a tendency to foster comparison with previous incarnations of self-- a sort of laughable comparison. Here's what I know: I am a year older than I was last year.