January 4, 2019 - New Year, Same Me
In the spawn of a second, nothing really changed but a digit on my smart phone screen. Why do we celebrate a new year anyway? Because each calendar year must be ended and commemorated with the illusions of resolutions for a new set of numbers to live by. That's a lot to take in. Because life is, simply, cyclical. What begins, must come to an end. What ends fosters new beginning.
I don't do resolutions. I never have. Besides, there are so many ways to resolve to be better and no one way is truly the right way. And why would anyone resolve to do the same things over again because you didn't accomplish them previously? That, my friends, is a sure route to depression and self loathing that not one of us deserves. Seriously, don't resolve to do anything for the second year unless you have a damned good excuse for not getting it done the first time around. That's probably how aging works. You can never spend to much time wishing because you end up with a bag of regret. How about using "action" as your mantra this year? Find the things you do that are worth doing and do them. Take action. Move. Get out of your seat. Get it done. Can we agree on that?
With that, I have to let you know that I am apt to setting goals. Remember last month there was a week that I had the goal of finishing one project that I was giving as a Christmas gift? Well, I got it done in that week, and after that, pieces started falling into place. Christmas went off without a hitch, for the most part. And in the end, I didn't care about the slightly smashed bows on my boxes, I cared about every single minute we were together.
Now that Christmas is gone and the house is almost back in order, I can focus on a select few things at a time. My next step is simply to keep visiting my writing this month. And to finish all the books I've started and almost finished, but I forgot where I put it after I picked up this other book to read too. That's it. If I can get through that and through surgery on the 31st, I can focus on other things. Well, healing mostly, but I still have so much I'd love to do.
I don't do resolutions. I never have. Besides, there are so many ways to resolve to be better and no one way is truly the right way. And why would anyone resolve to do the same things over again because you didn't accomplish them previously? That, my friends, is a sure route to depression and self loathing that not one of us deserves. Seriously, don't resolve to do anything for the second year unless you have a damned good excuse for not getting it done the first time around. That's probably how aging works. You can never spend to much time wishing because you end up with a bag of regret. How about using "action" as your mantra this year? Find the things you do that are worth doing and do them. Take action. Move. Get out of your seat. Get it done. Can we agree on that?
With that, I have to let you know that I am apt to setting goals. Remember last month there was a week that I had the goal of finishing one project that I was giving as a Christmas gift? Well, I got it done in that week, and after that, pieces started falling into place. Christmas went off without a hitch, for the most part. And in the end, I didn't care about the slightly smashed bows on my boxes, I cared about every single minute we were together.
Now that Christmas is gone and the house is almost back in order, I can focus on a select few things at a time. My next step is simply to keep visiting my writing this month. And to finish all the books I've started and almost finished, but I forgot where I put it after I picked up this other book to read too. That's it. If I can get through that and through surgery on the 31st, I can focus on other things. Well, healing mostly, but I still have so much I'd love to do.
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