The end of January is near and I’ve yet to even come up with my list of resolutions. It should be simple, but thanks to a popular syndrome called OCD, it’s not. A friend tells me that the lesser you make, the more likely it’ll be an achievable list. But as easy as it is to come up with just 3, it’s also pretty difficult to stop at just 3. Instead, my brain received an epiphany through the heat wave from my hair dryer.
That shall be my theme for 2013.