I Hope You Had the Time of Your Life

Green Day, my most favorite band in the whole world, sings a song about the “Time of Your Life”, but it’s also called “Good Riddance.” That’s how I feel about 2010. So last night, during a terrible bout of insomnia, I reflected on 2010, and concluded that if I had to sum it up in one word, it would be “lost.” I went through the motions, did what I had to do, but the passion was missing, in pretty much all aspects of life.


Jess, one of my blogging friends, writes such heartfelt, introspective posts, and they are usually on things that I am mulling over at the same time (I swear we are telepathically connected). She recently told me to just throw whatever is going on in my head out there and don't think about it. Just write. She says its cathartic, so here I go… During last week’s race a lot of things were going through my head. Mostly about how I feel like I’ve had a mental block this entire year. Like there’s been something inside of me that holds me back. Like I defeat myself. For lack of a better term, I call it “mental laziness.”