Somehow, 2013 is over.

I don’t get it. It was the fastest year of my life, I think. Partly because I was having fun, partly because I was working 7 days a week, nonstop.

I’ve been back in NYC for just over 3 months now, and while things are completely different than they were before I left, it’s been fun – and also hard.

I’m reconnecting with old friends but finding that a lot of the people I spent time with the most aren’t around any more – kids, new cities, different lifestyles. And that’s ok. But it’s still strange. I go to a lot of my old hangouts but realize I didn’t necessarily like the bar or restaurant but rather the people I was there with. I’m also in a very different place and the things I really really cared about before I moved to Las Vegas for a year don’t carry the same weight. I’m changing (growing up?) and learning to accept it. But this isn’t time to sulk, because life is awesome. But realistic. So I am making new memories while sometimes missing the old ones.

And now it’s 2014 – another year, another fresh start. But I hate resolutions. I like to try to make changes all the time, let go of anything that doesn’t serve me, eat healthier, visit my grandma, do more yoga, write more, dress less vodka. Sometimes I succeed; often I don’t.

But it’s all good. I’m happy. Things are happening. And while the constant uncertainty in my life can be a cause of anxiety, it’s more often just exciting.

What I do know is that – as always – there are a lot of new things happening in my life – things that will take me to new places, meet new people and try new things.

And despite being back in NYC for the freezing cold winter (what was I thinking?) I am truly loving connecting with my favorite city on the world. I’m not sure what is next, but the adventure of life is my favorite part.

I’m looking forward to it all.