Well, it’s that time of year again. I don’t want to say “already,” because 2018 has clearly lasted several thousand years and may, at a moment’s notice, decide to last a thousand more just because it likes to watch us suffer. But it’s over, anyway.
I’m typing this, listening to a 3D printer humming as it prints my prototype of a jointed snake, and I’m wondering what I’d like to do differently in 2019.
I want to make a lot of things, but I did that in 2018 and I’m honestly not too worried that I’ll suddenly stop.
I want to help build and maintain communities, that’s a pretty good one. Politically speaking, things are looking pretty horrible. The best thing we can do is look after ourselves and each other, together.
I’m having a little bit of a rough time just now, so it’s harder to make a choice for what I want to change for myself. It’s tempting to say something like, “not let what others do bother me any more,” or, as I did a year or two ago, “tell more people to go fuck themselves.” But it doesn’t feel like the right choice (although don’t let that fool you into thinking I’ll tell fewer people to go fuck themselves because that is most assuredly not on the table either).
I think, for 2019, I’ll choose kindness. I’ll try to keep on choosing kindness when kindness is a viable option. Not to the point of destroying myself, but certainly to the point of feeling like I’m able to stop myself from compounding the harshness and the lack of kindness in the world by being unkind myself.
Happy 2019. I hope it treats you well!