I don't do resolutions. It feels ridiculous to start with a clean slate when last year was literally 3 days ago. Life is continuous. It never halts. Unless you die, of course, but you really can't do anything about that. I know people need some some of guidance to get them back on track, whatever or wherever that track is, but life is too short to keep starting it over every 12 months. So I say take what you have or have not learned in the recent months, and throw it into the future, because honestly, this train isn't stopping. And don't say you never learned anything last year. I call bullshit. Just because you didn't like what you learned does not mean it doesn't apply to you. Take me for instance. I did not have a good year but I learned a lot, most of which I did not want to be privy to, but it's hard to unlearn something. Unless I have a stroke that affects the learning cortex of my brain and I forget how to do everything. Sorry, that's not funny. It's true, but not funny. Unless you laughed. You horrible person you. Join the club. I'm on a lot of medication right now.
Deep Breath.
It's hard to tell whether or not you'll have a good year when you're starting out. Honestly you don't really know until the following December. Of course, everyone hopes for a good year. No one is desperately wishing for an arduous one full of heartbreak and financial woes. Unless you're into that. I don't know your life. I think we should all stop hoping for a good year and go into it with low expectations. Take a look at last year, for example. I remember countless newspaper headlines that romanticized 2010 as the year that will save us from our sorrow. It was going to be good. It had to be good. But it wasn't, was it? And I say that from an objective standpoint. I am in no way putting my experiences into the mix. We wanted everything to be automatically fixed once the ball dropped; it may be the American in us but we don't like waiting. Obviously. Look at all those 9/11 themed movies that were released even though it's still too soon. We expect things to be resolved in neat 22 minute episodes as if life was part of a Thursday night lineup. Instead, it's more like the movie Australia: never ending and with absolutely no spark of happiness/chemistry to light the way to the end (even though it's fucking Hugh Jackman for Christ sakes. Woman up, Kidman). Back to analogies that really only make sense to me: it's getting better, but it's not happening in an instant. Who knows what next year will bring? All I'm saying is that you shouldn't expect too much. That way if the year does turn out to be awesome, it'll be like bonus materials that are so excessive, it garners an extra dvd. No one ever hates on bonus materials. Sorry but I was trying to keep in the theme of the rant.
To those who skimmed: go back and read it again you slackers! I'm not going to sum things up for you and let you miss out on all the good stuff thought up by my intense doses of dayquil and robitussin and a little bit of zycam topped off with the lingering tylenol PM from last night. Seriously though, someone read it back to me. I feel like I might have offended a lot of people/places/religious creeds.
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