Today I’m supposed to tell you that the dates on a calendar don’t matter.
I’m supposed to tell you that if you were really serious about change, you’d already be doing the things you know you should be doing and you wouldn’t be waiting on the permission of a new year.
I’m supposed to tell you that I’m too cool or too consistently productive to need new year resolutions.
I’m supposed to remind you that most resolutions fail.
I’m not going to do any of those things.
If you can find an excuse for smiling again, hoping again, and believing in yourself again, why not?
Now is as good of a time as any other day you could choose.
Happy new year and happy any other day you want to use as inspiration for celebrating the grander possibilities of life.
And if you’re one of those people who just can’t get over the fact that most resolutions will fail, you should read James Walpole’s excellent post on why it’s quite rational to CELEBRATE THE FLEETING GOODNESS OF DOOMED NEW YEAR’S RESOLUTIONS.