I have a list of goals for next year I wrote today. They are practical, attainable, and…boring.
I just tore them up.
I’m tired of boring. I’ve spent two years being safe, complacent, and invisible.
No more boring and attainable. This year it is scary, exciting, and impossible.
I don’t know what that means yet, but I’m praying about it.
What are you going to do this year?
Happy new year.
