If the world is ending, I'm throwing the party...

So this is the new year...

No resolutions to be made, just reflection. I think we should all resolute that the beginning of January should not be the only time we vow to change, but that is not a resolution. Our change should be as constant as our reflection, as we tug and toil to become somebody else, somebody we read about it or see before us, and we desire to develop their characteristics. They inspire change, and we are inspired by that. They make us think, and we like to think about that. They lead by action, but we sit still thinking about acting, and wondering where our inspiration went. But it's still there, it never left. It was in us the whole time, but we kept it locked up, hoping for someone or some thing to come and set it free. It's at this point we realize that it is a constant never-ending struggle. A battle between desire and complacency. To be what we always wanted to be, to do what we always wanted to do, to go where we always wanted to go. Inspired? Yes. Take action? No...