Well, here it is, New Year’s Eve, and the season for New Year’s resolutions is upon us. Anyone plugged into the mainstream media has undoubtedly heard how futile these resolutions are: 44% of Americans still make them, and the vast majority are discarded within the first weeks of the year. It’s been a while since I made one, and I have no intention of changing that this year. But it did get me thinking about things.
Not content with a simple Merry Christmas and Happy New Year, I dug this gem up from the internet, and reproduce here for you. Author unknown.
Last night sucked. I can’t say it any other way. It sucked, but it also taught me something valuable. Perhaps I should say it reminded me of something valuable. It isn’t often you learn something and can point to some receipts and say it cost me exactly this much to learn this lesson. That’s exactly what happened to me last night.
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What a weekend. i don’t mean that in a good way either. After leaving restoration therapy class early on Saturday, I spent most of the remaining weekend lying on the sofa, either asleep or watching tv, and today was not much different, though I am feeling better.
It seems yesterday I was a bit hasty in my decision to quit blogging anywhere but my main blogging site. The nature of my blogs are still going back to what they were - records of my thoughts, rather than events. With that in mind, I do want to explain a bit about what prompted the reversal of my decision.
When I first started blogging, it wasn’t like most other blogs. Sure, it centered around things that happened to me, in a way. It wasn’t really about the events of my life, but rather a place to express inner thoughts that otherwise might never see the light of day. It was more an online journal, or diary, rather than an update of what was happening, though the two coincided to a degree.
I’m not exactly sure what happened, but it looks like I lost a friend recently. Not lost as in died, but lost as in we’re not speaking any more. Which feels a bit like that, even though it’s not.
I’ve had less than wonderful patterns in my life, particularly when I was younger. One was particularly pronounced, though not so much now as it used to be. I would get interested in something, then dive in head first and immerse myself in the subject, learn a good deal about it, then move on without doing much with what I just learned. I think it’s because I liked the idea of something, rather than liking the thing itself.