I’m not usually much for New Year’s Resolutions. I’m not usually much for caring about the idea of a new year at all. I mean, it’s just another day. It’s just another blip in time.
But somehow, I think 2021 calls for a bit of intention. After the incredibly strange and trying 2020, I am, in fact, considering how I want to grow into this next, assumably way better, 2021.
And this next year is all about personal growth. It’s about leveling up in:
So while I spent 2020 locked down, quarantined, and stuck, the good news is I also spent it within. Growth can be a bitch. Or it can be beautiful. It’s all in the perspective.
Happy fucking new year. Let’s do this.