I’m not one for New Year’s Eve resolutions at the moment, but I recall being so in the past. They were always like Lenten goals or sacrifices except I usually remembered and kept those. Resolutions? Not so much.
Perhaps that’s the attraction of beginning a new year with dreams of a new self. The only person who might care you forgot would be the one who forgot. It’s a lawyer’s “corpus delicti” escape clause (Latin for “body of fault”) — if there’s no proof of intentional harm, there’s no crime.
This year of 2014, doubtlessly taking advantage of its short stature to ambush me, hit me with a spontaneous resolution on New Year’s Day: to reduce time spent on Facebook. That website is, to some such as myself, an insidious nibbler of time.
Keep in mind that a piranha fish could similarly be described as a timid “nibbler” of meat — at least when solo. However a school of piranhas has a notoriously voracious appetite, and so it can be with social media...