I frequently find myself reminiscing on days past, mostly because my friends call upon me to tell the story of when I did this or that. I have rather willingly accepted that my role is often to share embarrassing tales about things I thought were a good idea at the time, and the repercussions of those actions. Some of the most laughable times in my life were during my pre-teen years when I was awkwardly transitioning from a little girl to a young lady.
I have been alive for 23 Valentine’s Days so far, and I’ve been dateless for 21 of them. I am well aware that this statistic sounds pitiful, but I’m not sad about it. I’ve heard that Valentine’s is supposed to be a holiday about love—this was a surprise to me, because I totally thought it was about consumerism, but that’s another article—and because of the nature of the holiday, it’s only fitting that I haven’t really celebrated it, because I’ve never been in love.
Every year as January 1st approaches, I find myself trying to decide on a New Year’s Resolution. Due to my lack of creativity I have just decided to cycle through a few common resolutions, choosing a different one each year. Once I’ve made my way to the end of the list, I just start back at the beginning. It’s actually quite simple. You should try it.