New Year's Day is quiet. Not at the races, not at the beach, not even recovering from New Year's Eve excess. I'm feeling like tidying things up, tying up loose ends, and as usual, making new lists. 2010 was a year of finding direction, and I like that feeling of instigating plans and projects, rather than drifting aimlessly and waiting for some magical amazingness to change my life. I'm more determined to change the things I keep grumbling about (the dull part-time job, the shaky finances, the stuck feeling that comes from not much travel), and do some of the things that appear on my lists every single year (travel more, draw more, earn more, learn more). Happy New Year!