resolution folly

In the tradition of not being able to keep New Year’s resolutions more than a couple hours, I’m again picking just one word to focus on this year.

Last year I chose “peace,” and it turned out to be anything but, as I filled only half of my dedicated journal. The previous year’s, “light,” was more successful.

This year, I’m proposing “love,” in all its splendor and multitudinous meanings. I have my virgin journal and beautifully colored pens ready to go. And I’m off.

“Here’s to the new year, may she be a damn sight better than the last” (Colonel Sherman T. Potter).

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