It's a clear and sunny January 2nd in Chicago. Puffs of vapor hover in the air over the sidewalks where people stride through the cold morning. There is a sort of stillness to it all after the holiday frenzy. After jovial farewell parties and welcoming zeal for the next 365 days, those passersby look focused: it's time to get to work, to create something meaningful out of those resolutions...
...to have something to celebrate next year at this time.
I'm not much of a resolution person. I often struggle with envisioning long-term goals for myself. I'm a bricklayer thinking about the next brick instead of the end of the path. Many times I don't even recognize the end until I've paved my way there. I suppose it's a way for me to appreciate success in whatever shape it arrives.
Even so, I respect and admire the clarity some people have with their goal-making.
These are my daily goals. While they seem simple enough, they aren't ways easy to execute. If I miss even one of them, I spend the rest of the night rewriting the situation in my head the way it should have happened...what I should have said and the way I should have acted. It's clichéd and overused, but life really is too short for regrets.
So no, I do not have any special plans for 2013, but I'm sure to see some special outcomes nonetheless.