here’s nothing I love more than the promise held in a brand-new notebook; the infinite possibilities yawning before me in a multitude of blank pages. And the start of a new year is no different. For years I would spend the languid days between Christmas and New Year’s Eve conjuring visions of a future self, allowing my mind to be filled with scenarios I wanted to find myself in during the coming months. Then I would commit these visions to action in a list of resolutions. The only problem was that I never achieved anything. The resolutions outlined my desires: to learn another language; to get up early to exercise; to write a book… but year after year, this list became just a greatest hits of items I repeatedly failed to accomplish. Rather than being a motivating force, my resolutions were just another thing I felt I done – not exactly the mindset I wanted to head into a fresh year with.
