Every new beginning deserves some recognition of some sort, and even though we all recognize January and the potential of a new year, that doesn’t meant it’s not worth noting. We all have to start somewhere and make a conscious effort to begin anew. And whether you like it or not, new times are always coming. 2012 went by too quickly, and I didn’t accomplish much. I wrote, edited and got my name on a back cover, yes, but I didn’t necessarily venture out into anything new. I got preoccupied with the mundane, the necessary and not the fun. But it’s a new time.
Rather than simply list resolutions or explaining why I’m against them or any similar argument seems moot at this point. I just want to try things and get away from my norm. That’s not to say I’m going to head off to Fiji and completely disconnect. I just want something in my life to be new. I’m months away from thirty, and now’s a good time as any to start fresh. I’d like some change in scenery, more varied company, and more time around people who give a damn.
Let it be known that I’m not interested in attaining the approval of those that can’t be bothered. What people forget is that noone is as naive or ignorant or unknowing as you assume and unless you want to end up alone forever, get your head of out where it doesn’t belong. We all move beyond pettiness. We all grow up sometime. Eventually. Perhaps the problem is is that everything not decidedly concrete is subjective, and we spend so much time speculating and gossiping that we ignore progress and growth. Perhaps we’d rather assume everyone stays the same and make ourselves feel better by promoting our betterness and dismissing others’. Perhaps we all need to relax and give others’ the benefit of the doubt. This world would be a world of better if it gave more of a chance.
So here’s to growing up, not caring what others think, knowing who your true friends are and realizing you have so much going for you. Who wouldn’t be up for that?