Monday, January 2, 2012

nothing much really

Drinking and driving is a lethal combo.
So are new year's resolutions and my fear of failure.

Hence, my annual avoidance of writing down anything overly ambitious and labeling it a goal for the new year.

Really, why go there?

But every year, like a co-dependent, enabling mother of an addict, I scrounge my way into considering the possibilities of  the next 12 months.  And, but briefly, I contemplate what might be. What could be.

So, this year dawns and I, yet again, dip my toe in the waters of resolutions. And while I am not ready to dive in, maybe I will wade out a little and see if a wave catches me. Maybe. Or not. 

i can't decide...

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