It's a new year, and every part of me wants to join the recurring chorus of new opportunities sung by the choir of procrastinators waiting for a new calendar to reinvent themselves, or at least the selves we said we would be at the beginning of last year. However, I can't help but see the need to re-envision this new year as a chance to at least make heartfelt goals to pursue with intentionality. 2016 left me feeling in need due to a chronic discontentedness I built up like some awful callous on my heart; sins of omission eclipsed those of commission as I left many positive things unsaid so that the negative passive aggressive cuts could ring out in a cacophony of excuses and lies.
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