It’s January 1, 2014. It’s a dark and stormy night…
Nah. It’s quite lovely outside. Gentle breezes, smiling post-New Year’s Eve Party faces at every turn. So, where to start? All right… First and foremost, I’m doing this for me, myself and I. This isn’t for anyone else, so if you’ve started reading…and you’re still reading, stop right now. No, really. Stop.
Hmph. I guess your parents didn’t teach you to listen very well, ’cause you’re still here.
Oh, well. In that case, let me just say this: It’s a new year and thus time for ye olde resolutions. I’ve had a tough 2013 recovering from…drum roll, please… spinal cord surgery* (I know… ewwwww). I’m older than 20-something, which is important to note only insofar as it affects how quickly I am healing. Emotionally and wardrobe-wise I probably rank around that of a 12 old skate punk, 14 on a good day. And, work… well, let’s just say I have too many degrees and too few marketable skills. I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up.
Actually, come to think of it… I wanna grow up to be Walter Mitty. Not the one from the original Thurber story. I will tell you that I don’t aspire to be a middle-aged man who is saddled with a nagging wife and daydreams about being a war hero. I want to be Ben Stiller’s Walter Mitty… the one who takes the staggering leap onto the drunk-piloted, storm-bound helicopter.** The one who LIVES.
It doesn’t matter if you haven’t seen the movie, ‘cuz I have, and this is all about ME, not you. The point is, I need to inject a little excitement and novelty into my life. Now, I can’t go climbing Himalayan mountains (dude, I did point out that I am recovering from serious surgery), but I figure there are probably, like, a million little things that I could choose to do each day that I’ve never done before. The operative term here is “little.” My theory is that even small things might make life a little more colorful and interesting.
Thus my challenge: I’m aiming for 100 consecutive days of experiencing something new.
But we’ll see. I have no plan. I’ll take each of the 100 days as it comes. On some days opportunities might present themselves (maybe they do all the time and I just haven’t paid attention); on others I’ll probably have to make some sort of an effort.
In any event, as I said, it’s January 1 and here I am, starting a blog where I will chronicle daily departures from my usual life. (Get it? Daily departures? Taking off from the daily grind?). So, Day 1: New blog; new experience. See? How hard can it be….
*That’s not actually me in the tumor removal video. I only know that because of the date it was posted. I did sign lots of papers; I probably gave permission to have my surgery scattered all over the Internet, too. Not sure how I feel about that…
**I’d prefer a sober pilot and a clear weather report.