I want to cry and cartwheel and yell and scream and take back that last shot of tequila and cartwheel and laugh and cry a little more and see my mother and squeeze my sweetie and read a book because I WANT to read it and see a great band live and take my puppies for a long walk by the lake and take a loooooooooooooooooooong nap and just...be *me* again.

So here's to being done with the first year... Raise a glass towards Cleveland tonight...

(and cheer for Lebron tomorrow!)