Indelible
New year, new me. Did you know, it's actually an anagram of " Y we renew men "? Amazing. The more you know. What the hell am I doing, kicking this hornets' nest again? Well, you know... I need to do something . Not long before all this new year fervour returns to the usual omni-seasonal depression, where drinking replaces progress because drinking pints isn't frightening but growth is. Because failure terrifies me. Because saying what's going on isn't worth the effort; not only is explanation necessary , but also laughed off as I "must only be joking" and it's not worth taking seriously. (Perhaps my mistake on that one, how foolish of me to consider that I matter.). "I know. Same as it ever was." So what are we to do? Oh, I don't know. Funnily enough I saw something on Twitter that spoke to me with an enormous volume, that making your goals public means you are far less likely to complete them. I get that. ...