First of all, 2009 is already off to an amazing start. LC and I spent New Year's Eve together. We didn't do anything splashy or big… we just stayed at home together. We drank lots (and lots and lots) ate great food, and kissed at midnight. A couple hours later we slid in to bed. Together. And when we woke up the next morning, he told me how much he liked waking up next to me, and wished me a happy new year. Now that's a way to start a year.
So, for 2009 I don't have resolutions. I do know some things though. I already know I will take a few risks. I already know I plan on holding back less and living more. I plan on letting LC in and letting him take care of me a bit. I am, in fact, already doing just that.
And maybe this will end with heartbreak. But maybe it won't. And for once, for the first time in a long time really, I plan on finding out. That is my plan for 2009.
Now, if you all could wish a few pounds off my ass, that would really just make this perfect.