The reason I live alone is choice and circumstance. Which is to say, there is no reason. It just happened, and I did nothing to change it (mostly because it suits me and I’m content with it).
It’s not that I don’t have a lot of support from my family, and some very good friends. You don’t have to tell me how lucky I am in that department. Alone? Yes. Lonely? Once in a while, sure, but my people take care of me, above and beyond any obligation on their part.
But obviously, there are ways my life can be better, and it’s mostly in my own hands. That’s why I make the same resolutions every new year. Why it’s so hard for me to keep them is another question, but I start with all good intentions. Every single time.
So here we go again: I’m going to take better care of myself, and I’m going to make an effort to get more out of my life. That’s as specific as I care to get, at least here in a public forum. My intentions aren’t all that specific anyway; it’s like beauty (and pornography) — I know it when I see it. I’m taking a reactive approach this time around. In 365 days, I’ll let you know how well that has worked out for me.
What it comes down to is making better decisions. In fact, there’s my resolution: make better decisions. |