Episode 7
It’s June and I Just Remembered My January Goals.
( I think I was hallucinating when I wrote them.)
So it’s June.
And for reasons I can’t explain, I thought to check in on my New Year’s resolutions.
First of all… why?
I opened the notes app and held my breathe for a full second.
Apparently, in January, I thought I’d be: – Waking up at 5am (on purpose)
– Reading two books a month
– Cooking more
– Saving money
– Drinking 3 litres of water a day
– And going on a morning run.
A run. In the morning.
By the third bullet point, I had to sit down.
Because the only thing I’ve consistently done this year is walk into a room and forget what I needed to do.
Who wrote this list really?
I even found a vision board I made, cutouts, glitter, and affirmations everywhere, like I thought magazine clippings could get me a whole new life.
Me, now? I'm just trying to not eat cereal for dinner again.
I got so in my feelings, I made a new six-month plan.
Then I rewarded myself for “trying” with a nap and three episodes of a show I’ve already watched.
Growth? Debatable.
Vibes? Untouched.
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