Remaining Resolute in my Anti-Resolution Revolution

In the 5th grade I decided that resolutions were a ‘crutch for the weak’. I think I’d heard someone misquoting Marx or something (the silly kind of Marx, not the Harpo kind). I just remember thinking, ‘Why do adults always need a catalyst for changing their rotten habits?” I doubt I used the word catalyst, but I am, after all, paraphrasing my much, much younger self in such a way as to make me sound like a smartie-pants. I was also, apparently, feeling... Read More