So...

I wish I had more to write tonight.

But I don't. I've been at work for 14 hours.

And I am trying not to be a "workaholic," to be assertive, to be myself, and everything in between too.

 When I think about life now, I could talk about our country's fiscal responsibility, or gun control, or Malala, and I really should talk about her.

I could talk about my break up, and how I am personally changing and growing, or what I hope the new year will bring and how I am going about living my dreams.

But, I will tell it like it is. I am tired. I am going to go home and run a couple miles, and then sleep.

I am in the midst of living a life I know I will look back on, affectionately, and love.

But, for now...I guess I'm signing off to enjoy the chaos.