In some ways, this site feels like a New Year’s Resolution – a promise to myself to try and unclutter my thoughts and put them in some kind of order.
2017 was a tough year for me in several ways. My grandfather died in March. He was the first person close to me who’s passed away, and it hit me much harder than I expected. School has been tough too. I’ve got a thesis to complete and I’ve spent the last few months wondering if I’ve chosen the right topic. It’s like this nagging in the back of my brain – I just can’t help feeling I could have done a better job on something (anything?) else.
And, of course, it was a tough year watching what’s been going on in Washington, and seeing the legacy of a man I greatly admired being dismantled piece by piece. President Obama was the nation’s leader from the time I started paying attention to politics. He inspired me, and I (foolishly, it now appears) thought that all presidents would be like him. No chance.
So 2017 left a cloud hanging over me for most of it. I’m not sure that it’s gone yet, but a new year brings a new beginning, an opportunity to cast off the burdens that we no longer wish to bear and to move on with confidence into a brighter future. Or something like that.
I truly believe in the Terminator 2 doctrine of No Fate But What We Make, so I’m starting 2018 in an optimistic frame of mind. No doubt it’ll be crushed within hours by some nonsense from our Tweeter-in-Chief, but I’ll enjoy it while it lasts.
So, in the spirit of new beginnings, here are my resolutions for the year:
- Add at least 10 pounds of muscle
- Read a fiction book every month
- Get on with my thesis instead of stressing about it
- Make three new friends
- Learn five new songs on the guitar
Nothing too hard there (apart from the adding muscle one – that looks easy but is probably the biggest long-term challenge). Wish me luck.