The drinking and partying of New Year’s Eve has never really made much since to me.
I guess I’m an odd one.
Last night, I drove up to the local ski resort to photograph a nighttime torchlit ski, then came back and spent the night Skyping friends across the globe, watching episodes of Torchwood and eating Rocky Road ice cream.
And it was awesome.
Up early this morning ready to greet the New Year with productive work. I have a day off from the paper, which means a long workday here at home for FGP. Somehow, though, working in and on your own business rarely ever feels like work. I’m updating the portfolio, prepping magazine submissions, and just generally laying out a plan for this year.
2012 was insane. Six relocations, two countries, new friends, and an whole host of firsts. My work was recognized and picked up in places I’d never imagined.
Somehow I hope 2013 is just as wild, though I’m certainly glad bits of 2012 are left behind.
So here’s to a new year, all. It’s -18F right now in Pinedale and I’m cuddled in with a space heater, two computers, and a giant cup of tea.
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