It's the third Monday of the new year.

Third attempt to start the week off on the right foot.

So far, January has been cold, busy, and loved up! I've had the pleasure of seeing my girls at least once per week and I've watched three different movies in theatres (which you know is my favourite!). Things are going wonderfully and I feel as though they're only going to get better.

I've also decided that I'm not going to do things I don't have to do. I'm going to be more selfish and more reckless and I'm going to enjoy every second of this magical new year! Thirty is coming up fast and I'm not going to rest on my laurels. I'm going to pursue my writing career; I'm going to write a screenplay; I'm going to pitch to a magazine; I'm going to make a buttload of money; I'm going to spend said money on things I want; I'm going to meet new people; I'm going to hit on the attractive men in my life and I'm not going to feel sad or angry if things don't pan out the way I imagine they would; I'm going to let go of things and people and memories (god, those fucking memories that cling like cobwebs to the dusty rafters of my brain) and just revel in the happy moments of the now.

I'm feeling extremely aggressive and assertive and wonderful and adventurous. 

 I have a lot of things planned for 2017, so I just know that 2016 is going to be a ridiculously busy year.

I'm happy, people. And happy people are never idle.

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