Today started like any other day. Except that the last day of the year is tomorrow. At the back of my mind a small nuisance nags at me, hounding me to come up with some grand plan. Some “resolution” about something I need to change in the year that follows.
And yet I cannot think of anything other than “get healthier” which seems lame an uncreative. What if I don’t need to change something. Or improve something? This year, for me, it’s about doing something.