Last year I did one of these, declaring that stating intentions was more honest and less guilt-making than resolutions. As it turned out, I fulfilled virtually none of my stated intentions, although I did manage to make a dent in several of them.
So this time, I’ll ramp it back a little and just sort of ramble about what I’d kinda sorta like to do and maybe might get a chance to.
Rambles, by their nature, tend to be disorganized, stream-of-consciousness thingies with no real direction—though they may have a center. With that in mind…
I’d like to read more books this coming year.…