I generally don’t make resolutions on January 1st. The way I look at it, the first of January is too arbitrary of a point for making drastic life changes. Generally, I do my resolutions on April 22 – when I have physically completed a full orbit around the sun, in relation to the day when I actually began to exist.
You know, I’m not a huge fan of rambling on about personal stuff on here because who the hell cares, right? But on the other hand, I’m such an infrequent writer that no one really visits anyway, so it’s fine. Not bothering anyone and it gives me an outlet to vent a bit. Kinda talk to the invisible therapist who lives in the tubes, know what I mean?