i made no resolutions. well, no new ones anyway. each year it's a variation on the same theme. a precarious balance between the "big stuff" that needs changin' and the small things that maybe just need fine tuning.
forget the whole thing. tonight i decided to peer into the New Year with fresh curiosity and wild promises to myself. nevermind the bang and the circumstance. to be good and to only do what feels good. it's contrived! it's pretentious! it's true blue.
things felt clearer as i sucked in a few deep, cold gulps of air while scurrying into the house. i caught a whiff of a wood burning fire somewhere in a not-too-distant neighbor's house and it made me feel glad to smell it. i thought of my father. such a fierce blend of heart and steel. such beautiful resolve.
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