With a new year in bud, you think about things like
how much less time you'll spend writing fanfiction and
grow the balls to have your own ideas instead,
where you will write your own romantic destiny where
that love you crave can spring into life.
You will floss.
You will eat less bread,
those endless afternoons destroying a baguette and
an entire packet of soft cheese, stock still
in front of your computer.
You will do more crafts. Not just bulk-order aida cloth
and primary-colour thread,
and let them languish in the box marked Another Day.
You will watch more documentary films,
not programmes blaring garish titles such as
In School And Pregnant, or The Man With The Biggest Head.
You will go outside often, and take walks.
You will stop biting your nails.
You will not listen when your mother tells you that you're
never going to amount to anything.
You will have courage.
You will give yourself a break more, for the resolutions you can't keep.