It’s a new year. Why don’t I feel new? Why don’t I feel refreshed? Why am I not on a beach in Florida? Why why why? So many things changing all around us all of the time. It’s so hard to take in sometimes, I think we just leave it out. I haven’t thought of a single resolution. Last year, I had a laminated list. This year, I don’t even have one randomly written in my notes on my iPhone. Is change really happening because I feel like I’m standing still? Hmm let’s see here. What can I scrounge up as resolutions. Whiten teeth, ummm, grow hair back out? Because it’s what’s outside that counts right? Re-learn French.. That could be a good one. But who has the time? I want to make time. I want to do what I want to do. Maybe I’ll just pack up, sell all my shoes and bags and move away. Forget the liberal arts education and just move on to becoming the next Katy Perry. When do you know when you are supposed to follow the path laden for you, and when you’re supposed to stray? I think that will be my goal this year, my resolution. Finding which direction I’m supposed to be going.
Bootsie 