one/zero?

Here I am at the last post of this year, of this blog.  I didn't doubt that I'd find myself here yet I couldn't really picture it until November melted into December and I found myself in the last month of this project. 

Having this blog was, for me, like impulsively going to a shelter and picking up a dog that's not very cute or ugly or talented or feeble, just a plain ol' dog.  I have to feed it every day and spend time with it, although the time varies depending on my mood and other obligations.  Some days I couldn't wait to get to my computer and write about something that had been stewing in my head that day, or even that whole week.  Some days I really dreaded writing here because I had nothing to write or no desire to put anything into writing.  This has never been a habit but, as I suspected from the onset, an obligation or chore akin to doing laundry or the dishes. 

That's not to say that I regret ever doing this.  This "blog experiment" of a blog entry a day is probably the first resolution that I've ever fulfilled.  I feel justified in patting myself on the back a bit for actually doing this, for choosing something that was challenging but doable--for me, at least.  Write one post a day, psht that's easy, you might think.  Eh, well I don't have 365 cohesive thoughts worth sharing over the course of a year, but I've put out 365 thoughts nonetheless.  I hope that in months, years to come I will be proud and embarassed at what I've created here.

Goodbye, year of the rabbit!