It’s funny. My 2014 recap post flowed from my fingertips like emotional, typewritten vomit (there’s an image for you). I had a lot to say about 2014, I suppose. It was a unique year.
But you’re not really supposed to stop there. Reflect on the past year. State your goals/word/resolutions/intentions for the new year. That’s the way it goes. That’s the way it’s done.
I’ve been staring at a blank screen titled “My Goals for 2015” for over a month, trying to put into words what I want to accomplish in 2015. But I just can’t seem to make it happen. I can’t turn thoughts into sentences in order to share what my goals are for the new year. I’m all fuzzy up there. And I think I know why.
I’m so sick of setting goals. I. Just. Don’t. Want. To. This. Year.