You say you want a resolution?

Well, you know. We all want to change some things.

It’s January, and a lot of people are making well-meaning promises to ourselves that they probably aren’t going to keep.

(I’m one of them.)

That’s right, it’s New Year’s resolution season, that time of the year when the flipping-over of a calendar page heralds a new beginning, new goals, new changes, whole new ways of living. New Year, New Us.

It might sound like I’m taking a cynical tone here, but I assure you, nothing could be further from the truth. I’m actually a painfully earnest believer in making resolutions; I quietly rank January higher than most people do among months of the year because I like making resolutions so much. After the harried hubbub and hedonism of the holidays, January is a welcome relief; like stepping from a stiflingly hot room into the cool, crisp evening air outside. There’s so little going on in January—few obligations, plenty of time to take stock of your life and think about changes you might make.

Do these resolutions often fail? Yes.

But that doesn’t me…