Happy 2o16!

New year, new me.

Right. When the clock strikes midnight, every pumpkin in town turns to a fancy-ass carriage.

Or something along the lines.

Not trying to be too cynical, honestly, but I don't see why this precise date- 31st of December - should mark a new beginning. It's a nice thought, obviously. Starting fresh.

But usually you end up in the same place, and you feel bitter about it. Like, how can I still be here when it's a new year? 

It's a bit silly, when you think about it like that, isn't it?

The thing we forget is that every frigging day can mark that new year magic for us.

That's why I didn't write down any resolutions that I would begin fulfilling for a week or two and then casually slide back to my old pit

When I really make a decision to change, when I've had enough, that's when I'll make a list of resolutions. 

May it be 3rd of May (ha!) or 13th of September.

Hopefully sooner, though.

My New Year didn't start off with a boom. Thursday cunningly turned into Friday without any special announcments. And so, life goes on.

As it should.

Although, I sincerely, most deeply wish I pull myself together this year.

My best friend put it well - 2016 will go down according to what we do about it. Of course, a little magic never hurt no one (that's probably a lie but let's pretend it makes sense), but at the end of the day, we carry most of the responsibility for the course of our life ship, or life ...erm...let's stick with ship. 

We are what we do every day.

Not sure whose words I am shamelessly borrowing, but they make a fair point.
And every day is a new chance to start that change. I usually pass it up for a good book and a cuppa joe. Which is great. But years of experience have taught me that this is only enjoyable when it's a bit of stolen time from otherwise a "busy" schedule. And I will try to fill it with something I love doing. I have to start planning my near future, because otherwise the course of life will take me somewhere random.
And that's not always good. I realize that at 23, I have to start owning up to my actions and take control of my life.
(Wow, that's some solid talk. Too bad that's mostly it...talk.)

Anyways, this is quickly turning into some mumble jumble, keeping me away from the actual work I have to do. Old habits die hard, people.

Procrastionation is my biggest vice. And it's getting out of control. I definitely need to improve in that area. (I shall begin by slowly placing one of the final dots on this post).

Either way, feels good to write a bit of something for my "soul" after a while.


Let's make this year best one yet! (2014, 2015, 2016 will definitely be my year ;))


bissous xxx