The first sunrise of 2011 through the window of our bedroom in Barcelona. Who would willingly want to come back to cold, wet DC from that lovely radiance? Certainly, not I..
In hindsight, 2010 seems like quite a rollercoaster year with lots of highs and lows. Moments of supreme self-confidence and complete existence in the moment usually (and sometimes immediately) followed by moments of utter despair often accompanied the usual freaking out that I’ve convinced myself all entrepreneurs experience. Fortunately, the nature of a rollercoaster means that one doesn’t spend too much time in any one place very long. The only thing that’s constant is that you’ve got to keep moving or get out of the car.
In hindsight, 2009 felt very much the same as did 2008 and 2007. I’d like to say that life has really been throwing me curveballs for the past four years but it’s probably just me, seeking out the same old familiar drama. Despite, of course, fervently hoping for more calm and less reaction and ultimately AN END TO IT ALL.
Of course, what happens when the rollercoaster ends is you get off. Which might not mean that you die when you decide to get off the rollercoaster but you won’t be riding life anymore. You’ll just be wandering around the amusement park, watching the joy, the terror, and teacup vomit from the sidelines. And I can say with all confidence, that if anyone is going to throw up on me on the teacups, its going to be ME.
So, here’s to more of the same in 2011 – sheer terror, blinding joy, and a nice calm center from which to enjoy it all. Cheers!
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