1.02.2009

Dear New Year,

People make a lot of fuss over you. Getting shloggered until sunrise. Million dollar fireworks.

And making resolutions.

I refuse to participate in such ridiculous traditions. Yes, you are a new slate, a nascent beginning, but why can't next Monday be the antecedent event that brings a change in life? You're hogging all the hoop-la, and I will have none of it!

I want to have a better body. I want to save enough money for a new car. I want to find a job. I want to get even more motivated for school. I want to do a whole list of things, but I will do all of those things when I damn well please!

You can't trap me in your cyclic doom! I know what happens. You make the resolution. You start toward your goal. Then you gradually lose sight of it because a resolution is never as solid as a true destination. It's merely a suggestion of good intent.

So let me tell you, baby New Year, I'm changing nothing. I'm going nowhere. I'm stagnant for today, and you will not make me feel terrible about it.


Love,
That girl who sometimes greets the new day with resentment and knows that's ok

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