I was determined not to have resolutions this year. Last year I attempted the 365 photo challenge, and only made it to mid-April before admitting defeat, so this year I didn’t want to set myself up for failure.
I’ve come up with three.
- Read 20 books. I thought I’d been reading steadily all year, but GoodReads tells me that I only read 14. Okay, some of them were 1000+ pages, and took me a month to get through, but 14? That’s pretty sad, considering a few years back I made it to 50.
- Write 100,000 words in my journal this year. I know it’s supposed to be quality, not quantity, but I find that dumping everything out of my head and into my journal is cathartic – I can think much clearer once the words are out and in front of me. Not doing it is almost like what the physicians of old thought – bad humours building up.
- Answer a year of journal prompts. I’ve got a list of 365 prompts and a spare diary. I’m not restricting myself to one a day, just that the book be filled by the end of the year.
Nothing about losing weight, taking up new hobbies, or changing my personality. I don’t think my three are life-changing, but I think they’re more than achievable, and I won’t be putting extra stress on myself trying to get them done. All I have to do now is come up with a reward for when I accomplish everything!
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