Breaking 2017 in right!

Ringing in the New Year with resolutions meant to be broken!

To not make resolutions.

Ha! I amuse myself waaaay too much.

To quit not-drinking.

For those of you who don’t know, 104 days have passed since I declared a personal challenge: 100 days of sobriety. 
100 days culminated on the 28th of December, 2016… Just in time for the Countdown.

So, I did what any self-respecting former-alcoholic would do…

I went out and got crank.

It was actually pretty classy. I met up with some old high school mates who were visiting Singapore too and we went out about town to check out their ladies night, the view from the Marina Bay Sands and… then, the rest of the night blurred away.

I woke up the next day with that familiar bitterness of a hangover that doesn’t quite sit right upon your oesophagus and decided, never again. Honestly, I still can’t figure out how I used to do it every night. And like it…

Nop.

To spend less time on Medium.

Absence does indeed make the heart grow fonder.

The last few weeks traveling have been a special kind of torture.

  1. Family
  2. Airports
  3. Lack of Medium…

Although… #3 is a little bit sad, come to think of it.

It’s been super great though, popping in and seeing the notifications. 
2016 ended with an amazing collab with the fabulous Tre L. Loadholt, with this piece,

I had such fun with the Cinquain Chain started by Tamyka Bell, and encompassed some of my favourite writers on Medium, such as Michael Ramsburg, Jackie Ann, Patrick Faller, Rachel B. Baxter to name a few.

Although… I realized that even with the @ tag thingamajig designed for you to tag a writer, some comments have been missed from my notifications… Wild Flower, Jules, thank you! I doubled back to read Do or Don’t Stay and saw your lovely, lovely comments!

Much ❤!

Because sometimes, a heart is worth a thousand words.

And lastly, to keep up with not keeping up on Facebook.

I’m pretty bad at Math, so I don’t know if those double negatives added up or not… Either way, Facebook is not the gravy to my mashed potatoes.

Or, (as my ex-college friend whom I also recently met up with) says, “You really do live in your own world.” I have no idea how Facebook works, and other than using it to verify accounts and stuff on the internets, I don’t use it beyond that.

Mostly because I don’t know how. So… maybe my non-resolution this year is to be more tech-savvy? Keeping up with the Masses? Or the Kardashians? I don’t know. A pop lit writer I will never be.

What are your anti-resolutions for 2017?

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