New Year's Eve always holds a special place in my heart. Not because of the parties, the ball droppings and the copious amount of liquor. Mostly, it is because Mr. Dr. Zeek and I met in a random bar that we both frequented, but never on New Year's Eve. In fact, he was planning on staying home and I was planning on heading to a different locale that evening.
Fate, chance, randomness whatever you call it, threw us together that evening, sharing an ashtray, and later a shot or two, laughs and stories, at a fairly crowded bar. Since that night nine years ago, I have always had this mysterious, almost reverent respect for the things that can randomly happen on New Year's Eve. That being said, Mr. Dr. Zeek and I usually stay home, buy a bottle of cheap champagne (and some OJ for the next morning), order a pizza and watch a movie togehter. We are both past the point in our lives where we feel the need to go out, get sloshed and barely remember the evening.
Even so, I can't help get that feeling that something "magical" and big is going to happen this year. And soon. Maybe today I am feeling optimistic about the TT- applications I sent out. Maybe it's the week I have taken off from lab work and the anticipation of planning out experiments that "are bound to work" (famous lat words-I know) next week. Maybe it's just having too much sleep and my body copes with it the same way most people cope with too little sleep and I am hallucinating.
Whatever it is, I'm kind of digging it right now. So, I'll keep enjoying my coffee, pound away a bit on the grant and then get into comfy pjs and enjoy an evening with Mr. Dr. Zeek.
May all of you enjoy New Year's Eve (safely) however you choose to celebrate and may all your random moments and encounters turn out to be everything you hope them to be.
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