Resolve

I find myself torn when the new year rolls around.

My immediate response to all of the chatter about resolutions and fresh starts and brand new me's is a positive one. This is not unusual or out of character for me. Most things that evoke hope of any kind in people tend to really float my boat. I get giddy at the prospect of making changes for the better, and I truly get caught up in the whole "out with the old in with the new" thing. So really, I kinda dig new years for the sheer fact of so many people, all looking towards a brighter tomorrow at the same time. Its pretty rare if you really think about it.

But then I have this other side, a side I try not to acknowledge because it is the part of me that I fight against on the daily. It is the cynical piece of me that is always trying to worm its weaselly little head out when I am just over here trying to be all zen and shit. Its that bitter old lady deep inside me that cackles and nods when I see things like this:

Because really. Its kind of true that most people don't keep most of their New Years resolutions. I wish it weren't so, I really do. Because then it would mean that I was rockin a bangin ass body at this very moment in time. But I'm like all the rest. I've made plenty of resolutions in the past that have vanished into thin air when March....I mean late.... I mean mid-January rolled around. Its just too much damn pressure, man! And why do people think that this one magical day at the stroke of midnight everything will just fall into place? That the motivation you didn't have all year will just blossom overnight? Its really silly if you really think about it.

Even though it may seem that I am, I'm not knockin anyone who has a few New Years resolutions up their sleeves. Hey, more power to ya! As far as I'm concerned, the world needs more positive shit in it. I will take it any way that I can get it. For me, though, I personally have decided to stop making these New Years resolutions all together. I thought it was because I wanted to stop kidding myself about the bangin ass body. But lately I have realized that its more than that. I don't make New Years resolutions anymore because now I know I make LIFE resolutions. Not a day goes by that I am not in some way working on one of these many, many resolutions. There are things that I want to do to better myself as a human being, and they are things that I will be working on for the entirety of my existence. Because once I feel I have reached a certain goal, I will always set another for myself. Because I will fall off track. More than once. Because I will pick myself up and continue to try and better myself as a human being. For all the days of the year, for every year to come.

And I'm ok with that.

So in a way, I guess you can say that my resolutions will never have a true resolution. Hee hee see what I did there?



Anyways, the true moral of the story is this:

And this:

(I told you I was torn)

And furthermore, why don't we stop viewing change as a destination? When all the evidence clearly 

has shown that it is a mutha f'in journey! 

Peace