I haven’t been at my best. The things I know I should be doing I haven’t done. The things I know I should be avoiding I’ve been drawn toward. I’ve been lying. Not everything is the best thing in the world, and I have been living my life like that is the case. I don’t know if there is something special about the beginning of a new year, per say, but what a time to turn it around. Last week was 2018, the “worst year ever” for many, and now that calendars have flipped over we are supposed to think all of that is now somehow different? I’m not sure. That said, there is something to a new year.
Maybe we don’t have some magic at New Year’s that makes everything better. But what we do have is an opportunity to get grounded and try to make ourselves better. New Year’s resolutions, as popular as they are, often end up as broken promises we make ourselves. But taking the time to make the best of a new year is something immeasurable that will make your life better. So maybe don’t promote the idea that this is the year you finally lose 50 pounds, but rather this is the year you try to take better care of yourself. Maybe you don’t write in your Notes app that a goal for this year is to “Get a Girlfriend”, but instead be more open to love, in all forms, and see where that gets you. Trust the process.
I want to be a better friend. I want my friends to know about everything in my life, not just the good things. I don’t let myself go to them with the bad or the sad, and I want that to stop. Lying by omission is still lying. My friends are my support system, and I want to be able to ask them for help. I want to take better care of myself, both mentally and physically.
I want to do the things I have planned instead of talking about my plans. That means actually shooting “that cool script I have” instead of letting it fill my desktop. That also means telling you how good that restaurant is instead of telling you “I’ve been wanting to try that.” A little bit of follow through will go a long way.
Yoga. That was a good thing this year. Keep up with the yoga.
I want to listen to more pop music, not the dreary indie rock that soundtracks all New England winters. I want to eat the same amount of burritos, but at more appropriate times of the day. I want to tell people I’m happy for them and mean it. I want to tell people “no” more, especially when they ask me if I like craft beer. Shoot way more hoops. Make my bed. Make more omelettes. Experiment with frittatas. Like what I like. Dance a ton, and not only in shitty bars. Go to bars with shitty decor and nice people instead of nice decor and shitty people. Go to the same amount of bars but for shorter amounts of time. Keep writing to you. Take less Ubers. I want to be okay with not everything being perfect because it’s not going to be. And show a little resolve.
I probably won’t follow through with most of these (I think I have the burrito one on lock.) but I’m gonna try and give myself an honest assessment when I fail. So when July rolls around, and I find myself in a heated discussion about the best IPA in the country I’m going to remember this post and remember that I don’t even like craft beer. And I’ll work on getting better all over again. We’re all just works in progress. Best of luck, and Happy #MillenialFriday