I don’t make resolutions. I don’t keep resolutions. But, to that end, my goals for this year, realistic or not.
I resolve to do something memorable this year. Something memorable of the New Years Eve on Times Square, Mardi Gras in New Orleans magnitude. Finish the guitar lessons, start babygirl’s drum lessons. Write a song. Go someplace I’ve never been. Make friends with the Russian guy at the hockey game. Take a creative writing class and a photography class. Write something worth reading and take pictures worth viewing. Find a place where I can have my jeans altered to the length of a less than average height girl. Find a jean company who makes jeans of the “short” length that actually are “short”. Spend more than 1 day a month with the love of my life. Visit my adopted-but-not-legally brother in Canada. Learn more about the other side, and about Universal Health Care. Save money. Accept people for who they are. Laugh at my family when all I really wanna do is cry.
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