Just getting around to this. Because.
I resolve in 2013 to not resolve.
I may do somethings less. Or more. But I won’t promise.
I might do things I should or I might do things I want. But I’m not resolving anything about them.
I might be easier on myself. Or harder on myself. We’ll see.
I’m not going to guarantee that I start or finish or make progress on anything in particular. I might do all three. You don’t know and neither do I.
I might see the journey and I might privilege the destination. I certainly won’t commit either to writing.
I might be more mindful. I might forget. Or I might just refuse to engage. All fair game.
If it just so happens that I do things more quickly or more slowly, why then so be it. Subject to change whenever I feel.
If change is constant and I resolve to change, is that saying anything? If we’re all basically the same people, then are resolutions anything other than self loathing in culturally compelling form?
I don’t know.
But I will not twist myself into knots about beginning contortions or ceasing patterns because of a day on the calendar.
Then again, I may.
I reserve the right to do both, though I don’t resolve to use that right.