I keep a date book. It is a tiny and portable book, slim, hardcover, Moleskin. I keep a date book because I like the order it provides. There is something soothing about flipping through a month, a year of entries and seeing my future plotted out. My memory does not require its use, but my predilection toward routine favours having one. I have in it birthdays, event days, appointment days, important calendar days for the university I teach, when to have my car sent in for routine service, etc.; really, anything I can plan now, I put inside the book. Everything else added as necessary and a year wans on.
It is familiar. I always mark the end of a year by filling in a new date book. I can be so very tediously plebeian. Dreadfully common, yes. But don’t we all have our quirks.
It got me thinking, however. Most people mark the end of one year and the start of another with a bit of reflection. They use this pondering of the recent past to make promises toward the future– the New Years resolution.
I do not make resolutions. I don’t find them to be pointless, but I haven’t a want to make midnight promises to myself. But I know them to be quite important to people.
So tell me. What is your fondest memory of this year? What is your resolution? What do you look forward to in this dawning 2013?