I used to be a fan of resolutions. The beginning of a new year is just so exciting, and I liked to imagine that, as the calendar was tossed in the recycling and replaced by a new shiny model, I too would emerge into the new year blazing like the mythical phoenix.
So, thirty-some new years have taught me that just doesn't happen. Very disappointing, but I've moved on. Now, instead of
Published on January 03, 2013 04:47