But this year, I’m making an exception, and makeing some resolutions.
1. Work less. Stop working full time - by either getting a PT job, or some other drastic measure.
2. Write more. More drama! More expositional montage! More voice over! And m0re barely-informed poltical ranting. Yes.
3. Read more.
4. Make an attempt to co-opt the forces of my body’s rebellion against me. I’ve barely spent a day in the last years that wasn’t full of aches and sniffles headaches and bleariness.
In short, the point of all these belated ‘resolutions’ is to take back control of my life and try to be a little bit happy.