I was so excited ripping open that Amazon package this afternoon. Knowing my brand sparkling new red Moleskine diary was snuggly tucked inbetween those cardboard flaps. Oh the sight of a new diary. Oh the promise of blank pages. Oh the potential of a New Year...
Yes, it's that time of year again. The worst kind for someone like me, because I LOVE new beginnings. I start feeling bold. I start dreaming BIG, and worst of all, I start making lists! Lists of the grand, glorious things I will do this year; it's a new year after all...
Lists that almost inevitably come back to haunt me...
Except this year.
Of course, this year will be different.
Seriously though, I figure it's a bit like when I was trying to give up smoking.
God only knows how many times I declared a sincere intention to give up, before I actually successfully gave up. Let's just say people stopped paying any attention. But now it's been 6 years since I last had a cigarette.
So each year I shall continue to declare my sincere intentions, and trust; when the time is right, it will be.
2 comments:
I LOVE the feeling of a new notebook ~ I think that we've mentioned before that we love buying them, but always feel afraid about writing in them :-) Here's to 2011 being different!
best of luck. You'll have a superb 2011 xxx
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