It’s the start of a new year which means countless resolutions made in haste or thought out with scary meticulousness that will be broken (if they haven’t been already) by the slovenly, inexorable force I’d like to call routine. Routines suck. Ok, granted routines involving some kind of fortifying, healthy activity are perfectly fine, routines perpetuating habitual and effectual laziness are not ideal. These kinds of routines I feel are widely practiced and plainly, must be stopped. This city has all but eaten me alive with its sexy, seductive nightlife and exciting, eccentric people. I’ve been caught up in the lights and sounds and have forgotten to appreciate the serenity and beauty that oozes out of every liquor bottle-littered street corner. So, in the new year against all of what is inside of me I too am making a new year’s resolution. One I have constantly mentioned and pretended to enact (to the point of madness)- writing more. However, I must say in my defense, I have been writing more, just not for the interwebs. This particular resolution is to share more thoughts, ideas and rants about this sick sad world ;) we live in for whoever is bored enough to read it (I appreciate you). More to come!