There’s a specious survey about Americans and New Year’s Resolutions claiming that while 48% of millennials are taking on resolutions only 5% of baby boomers are doing so. I say specious because I read about it on one of those elevator TV screens and I just don’t believe anything on those screens. Also because I can’t be bothered to look up the actual numbers so my reporting of them is specious too.
Anyway. I found a journal entry from last year exploding with inspirational thoughts: write more, judge less, that kind of thing. Good intentions fairly shimmered off the page. This year, I’m just not feeling it. My annual cleanse has also been ever so casual. Essentially, not drinking and not eating red meat (oh except for once). But otherwise there’s been daily milk in my coffee, tortilla chips, some cheese, a little chocolate last night. Ambivalent about both it and its rewards. But not drinking, that’s something.