I've been chasing things that have already resolved themselves. Primarily, the person who I used to be. As I drove down State Street this morning seeking the sunrise, I realize that I no longer need to recapture who I once was. She will always be a part of me, but she is no longer primary and that is a function of growing up. The anger, frustration and anxiety, the wild attention-seeking, the gnawing loneliness ... I remember them but no longer viscerally feel them. I am so grateful.
Happy 2015, everyone.