Although most of humanity has already come up with their New Year’s resolutions, I’ve never been a fan. Only one year did I ever make it to the end, and even then I only made it by cheating. I can’t plan a whole year in advance; I barely know what I’m going to do today. But sometimes bravery, or necessity, inspires me to get out of my comfort zone and take a risk. This month is one of those times.
For the next thirty days, I will be going on a love detox. Apparently you can get over a guy in just thirty days, and that’s what I’m going to try to do. To keep matters simple, let’s call him Fishie. I’m going to get over Fishie in just thirty days. I don’t know if it will work, but I know that trying will be fun.