01/05/2006
I don't do New Year resolutions. Really.
It's such a hopeless task. Although those early fleeting thoughts of grand accomplishments must be heart swelling. Perhaps.
But I don't do resolutions.
I did just sketch out some activities I would like to spend time on this year. But you wouldn't call that a resolution. Would you?
No matter. It is only 5 days into the year and here you find me confined to bed with the nastiest, most beastly cold/ virus thingy. And all good thoughts of useful, creative projects just begging for attention are tossed into the bin beside the bed, along with the pile of used tissues.
I hab a derrible co'd in by doze.
© 2006 Mari Bontrager