New Years Resolution 2013
It’s 2013. I’ve felt weird about it since it happened.
The most notable reason being that I wasn’t prepared. I was really banking on the end of the world on the 21st. I can’t believe the Mayans got it wrong. There are so many people to blame. I don’t know where to start.
It’s 2013 and I haven’t made any resolutions except to be more honest with my life and to not make it all about me as much. It is always about me, so this is a lot more difficult than you might think. Other less interesting resolutions include: (1) write something good (2) quit something bad (3) get engaged.
These are lofty goals, particularly the third one. There is a candidate or two, but neither of them know they are candidates, and honestly, it’s not my responsibility to tell them.
I ‘ve whined my way through my 20s - I don’t want to begin (or continue) my 30s in the same way.
I remember feeling beautiful and effortless once. It was in 7th grade, and it was because all the attention was on me - not that everyone was staring or anything like that… but they were all calling me. I was the one they wanted. Now, that was a perfect moment.
I haven’t had a perfect moment since, but that is what I’d like to write about. Those little special ephemeral moments that happen in an instant, but you remember two decades later.