Today’s prompt is from The Daily Post.
Tomorrow you get to become anyone in the world that you wish. Who are you? You can choose to be anyone alive today, or someone gone long ago. If you decide to stay “you” share your rationale.
Hmm, those are deep thoughts. Pretty deep thoughts. In a fantasy world, I’d like to be Mindy Kaling for a day because she is fabulous, minus her obsession with B.J. Novak. I don’t know exactly what it is about that guy, but he seriously gets on my nerves.
In the real world, obviously, I’m staying me. I’ve spent my life being super introverted and introspective and to be honest, I’m kind of tired of analyzing myself. I just want to exist without so much pressure, if that makes sense.
I realize that the older I get, the more cynical I become. To be fair, I think it’s a fine line between realism and cynicism. I’ve definitely always considered myself a pessimist, but in recent years I’ve tried to identify as more of a realist. I just don’t want to lie to myself as much as I did in my younger years. Whereas younger me would have welcomed that forced attempt at optimism, older me simply has no patience for that.
Hopefully, this post doesn’t come across as unhappy. On the contrary, when I look back at 2015 as a whole, I’ve felt far from unhappy–with the exception of a few crappy months directly related to death and other unavoidable things. When I think of younger me–say, 25-year-old me–I cringe because I truly was miserable and depressed all the time back then. And although I don’t think I’ll ever be a true optimist–a real “glass half full” kind of person–I do feel far happier now than I’ve probably ever been.
When I think about it that way, 2015 seems like it’s been a pretty good year: I love my job, and I’ve had some jobs in the past that I’ve hated, so the ability to say that is really quite amazing. My loved ones are healthy. My relationship with my partner is going strong. I did different things this year that I don’t normally get a chance to do, like travel for work: I visited Portland, OR, for the first time and loved it. Another highlight of this year was getting the chance to spend some much-needed time on a fiber festival/girls’ weekend trip that my friends and I took to Swannanoa, NC. I’m hopeful that 2016 will bring more good things.
In short, life is not bad at all. It’s never perfect, but I’m pretty happy with it right now. And I am crossing my fingers that things will only get better in the upcoming year.