Survival of the fittest.
December 31st, you elves, nutcrackers and snowmen! I suppose it is finally time to eat less, drink more and sparkle galore! However, I will not be doing much of that. I am bedridden and sick as per usual over the holidays. It is just my luck to get ill whenever I am off work for a longer period of time. Anyway, I am still capable of writing so here follows some traditional New Year’s resolutions, or whatever we should call it!
Next year I have to…
1. Create an exciting life. I am bored most of my time, mainly because I do not get to use my creativity as desired on a daily basis. My weeks has been utterly monotonous for too long. I must leap at excitement.
2. Continue my inner journey. I have learned A LOT about who I am during the last couple of months and it has been an adventure. It is so rewarding getting to know oneself. I am building up my confidence and self-esteem to the core which is an impeccable virtuous circle. Wow. I read articles and books, watch TED Talks and discuss with family and friends. I cannot wait to explore myself a whole lot more!
3. Stop chasing boys, start chasing men. Ha, just kidding. I am going to stop chasing all of them and start chasing merely my dreams. I realise those could involve a guy but no, if so I will try my best not to run after him because he is the one who should be running after me. I am a catch.
4. Take more risks. One cannot win if one do not even enter the game, right? I still have to overcome my fear of failure. I must defeat my way of thinking: “If I lose the highs at least I am spared the lows”. The real winners will always be the doers. It is all about action(s). Chop-chop!
Here is to new chances, same dreams and fresh starts! Next year, I want fireworks, butterflies, shooting stars and fairytales. May 2018 be magical!