Honestly, I really didn’t want to kick things off here airing grievances about what happened to me in 2014, which is what I was tempted to do. It just feels like a bad way to start a brand new year full of hope and possibilities.
I’ll save that for my next post.
Anyhoo, because work has been sapping all my energy and strength lately, I can’t come up with anything insightful other than to say that 2015 also caps my 2 year blog anniversary for A Geek in the Wilderness.
2 years already, can ya believe it? Out of all the blogs I’ve started in the past, this is probably my favorite and totes a keeper, even if I do barely write on it. I’ve had more content gone viral here than with anything else I’ve published in the past, and the technology has finally caught up where I can enjoy seamless integration with Instagram and other social media channels too. Snap a pic on my iPhone and BOOM, shows up on my blog automagically with some sprinkles and sunshine tossed in.
As this new year in blogging takes off, January seems to have morphed into one long, endless Groundhog Day, while I await decisions at my new job that will finally determine how soon I can leave NY, or if I even leave it at all. One final piece of the puzzle that needs to fall into place, so of course it also happens to be the piece that decides to disappear off into the Bahamas on an extended vacation on which it may never return.
Of course. Of course.
I’m being hyperbolic, (I hope), but still, it looks like people are right when they say the hardest part of the wait is when you’re in the final hour. Then suddenly, it’s like time completely freezes and I’m stuck in a permanent holding pattern. Ugh.
But if not today, then perhaps tomorrow. And if not then, then the tomorrow after. Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow….
If one word could describe 2014, TRANSITION would be it.
2014 was a year of transition and upheaval, laying the groundwork for what I cautiously believe is going to be the most transformative years of my life: 2015.
A year in which everything, and I do mean EVERYTHING will change. For a guy who has worked in the same job, lived in the same place, and lived the same life for 15 long years, to finally see the road swerve in a new direction is both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time.
There’s so much that weighs heavily on me. Will I be able to manage life outside of New York, a stranger in a strange land? Will I be able to take care of a dog I will soon get, something I’ve never done before? Will I be able to thrive in the private sector after having worked in government for so many years? Will a change of scenery give me a chance to meet new people and make new friends, and perhaps finally meet that special someone who has eluded me my whole life?
After 15 years, I finally have a chance now to spread my wings and soar. At the same time though, I’ve also become weary and older. That spark of energy and hope I used to have after I graduated college has long since fizzled. Sometimes I wonder if there really is a life left for me to live, now that so much of it is already behind me. Like a man freed from prison after so many years inside, in a warped way I’ve come to appreciate the comfort of the “prison” walls that have kept me here, rather than risk entering the life that goes on outside it.
But the wheels have been put in motion, and what God has set in motion no man can stop. All I can do now is wait and see where the road will soon take me.