Wednesday, January 28, 2015


2014 was a year of reckoning. It was a year that sat on my chest, heavy and unmoving, leaning down in my face to sneer at me and ask, "Are you sure?"

This career you've been working at for 10 years; are you sure?That man you've loved for years and you swear you want forever with; are you sure?That thing you said you'd never do; are you sure?That dream you have that you won't give up on no matter how you neglect it; are you sure?
This city and this apartment and these friends and this hair color and that date and this move and that decision; ARE YOU SURE?
I'm ashamed of how often the answer has been no.