This was a good year. There weren't a lot of changes or spectacular accomplishments - apart from graduating. But there were a lot of very good moments. Sitting on the floor trying to teach my grandmother card games by flashlight after Hurricane Irene, singing Irish pub songs at 3am in Chile, sitting in the bar in HP costumes with Tea waiting for the last movie, getting near-sunburned at Falcon Ridge folk festival with my sister, seeing Chicago from the top of a giant ferris wheel.

I feel like this is the first year I started to really get better at seeing myself as a competent adult. A competent adult who likes ice cream and silly jokes about dinosaurs and cartoons. It was a good year, and tomorrow will be even better.