A new year is upon us once more. It's funny how time can do that, keep moving in light of everything else around it. It's constant. Unlike the rest of life. So here we go, staggering towards this date and recognizing it as a year of starting fresh: new me, new you, new habits. Out with the old, in with the new! We fail to bear in mind that a lot of what our life is about is the same. About constants.
So why make resolutions? Why can't we do this every day instead of once a year? Why must it take a booze filled evening with questionable life choices to force our hands to change?
So I resolve this year to be the same. I want to be a constant like the hands of time. Steady in all I do and not rushing into things blindly. Be a constant for my kids because that is what they need. Be a constant for my wife. I think consistency and constantcy (doubt that is a word, but eff it) are my priorities this year. Don't get me wrong, I want to change things about my life. But more important to me is keeping the good things constant. And focus on that.
That's my resolution this year.
And to set off more Fireworks.
And Maybe drink more coffee and less beer.
And maybe finish a damn book.
And give more high fives and hugs.
And Worry Less.
And eat more fiber.
And Eat more bacon.
Ok. That's it.