I started off confused on the aspect of concern to focus this write up on, having been (inadvertently) mute on here for over half a year. I wish I could say it was all for good goals and consequently i’d produce appealing evidence of it, but, well, sadly that might not be entirely true. For some days now I’ve been deleting drafts upon drafts, getting worked up obsessingly trying to think up something like a catchy-embracing intro, that’d portray relevance back to my…uhh… self. Something like what Obama would draft. So if you’re reading this already, obviously i did not find such a draft. Pity.
In any case, i’ve just gotten a little broken free from the cuffs of literary incarceration. A lot of times I caught myself sniffing up and down these blog streets the chances i got, just not enough to align my thoughts in coherent sentences (which could have grown into paragraphs and pages and posts! oh noooooo). But I’ve promised myself it will change this year (sidenote: research by noone really shows promises made to self are less likely to be taken seriously by ‘self’ but when other humans or wagers are involved, promises made to self can be given second and third thoughts by ‘self’. sidenote end). So this But I’ve promised myself it will change this year becomes I will try to improve because I want to and I can. A lot has happened. A ‘changing’ lot.
To start off the change resolution conquest, I got together a 2015 comprehensive summary, on the last day of December. Something (I know not of) was missing so I scrapped it. A ‘Beginning of The Year’ piece but…just.. not…good. Undrafted it immediately. Your eyes would have bled. ‘New Year and A Day Later’ piece. Cancel. Cancel. Cancel. 3 to 4 to 5 days later and no article worthy of a HomeComing BlogComing piece.
Thus alternatively, I thought to cheaply chip in my own two-cents resolution speech. Let me ramble through it and hope it makes sense, its scattered everywhere in my head. Some people think they can pray and make a year perfect. But all-year-round ‘rosies in the park’ are just for musical movie scripts only. That is to say, just as you had sucky days or weeks sometimes in your previous year, this year would have some of those too. It’s the paraphrased Law of Murphy, and it paraphrasingly states that Bad things will happen to you just as well as good things, because bad and good things are likely to happen to a person. This year will only gross you out a little less than the previous year did if you can discern better the best of bad situations, and recognizing that it is as simple as aspiring to improve on yourself, at whatever feature – health, career, knowledge, sports, character, skills…etcetera. Failing this, you’d stay the same, only moving at whatever direction the wind blows. You will just be barely average or a little below. You don’t want that.
In essence, this year, have reasons to feel good about yourself. The keyword being Improve. A not-so-kind friend once told me this, not-so-kindly, ‘there is a fatality about good resolutions,—that they are always made too late.’ So dear people, do let us make wise our hours and days, and weeks, and months and pray for God’s guidance to help with the choices we’ll always be faced with, so we make good ones, yea? Alright. So after all said and done (… or writen and read… )…
Happy New Year. Happy New Month. Happy Jotted Down Resolutions. Happy Mentally Noted Resolutions. Happy Life!
The Lord is our strength😄