I needed two cups of freshly brewed espresso to begin day one of 2011. After a quick review of my previous years' resolutions and what had become of them, I made a mental note not to make a New Year's resolution. Yeah, right. Many of us do anyway, deep in our minds. Secretly. How can anyone pretend New Year is just another day? I can't. Just too much celebration and revelry. And there's something exciting about starting fresh. But I have a problem with fresh starts sometimes. Beginning a new year for me is like:
- A car on neutral. I need momentum, a push.
- A new notebook. It's just too difficult to write on the fresh, clean first page. No mark, no crease, not even pressure points from a previous page. Just clean, clear paper. Who wants to mess that up?
- Diving into an empty swimming pool. Many times, it's like, who wants to dive in first? Oh no, does that mean I'm a fence-sitter?
- First day of school, ever. I was excited, proud of myself, but apprehensive, skeptical... ok, I was also scared.
- Trying an exotic dish for the first time.
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