During the time since my last post, I've been thinking a lot about what constitutes an Apocalypse.
The word invokes images of fire raining down from the sky, Marlon Brando, and bunnies. It screams of the ground opening up to swallow cities. It bellows about the oceans flooding to reclaim entire swaths of land. It screeches about missiles and bombs.
This year, because I missed my goals so roundly last year, I decided not to write a piece about my
goals or resolutions this year. I have some - of course I have some - I just don't want to share them. (Some of them are repeats from last year.)
I would like to review my (stated) goals from last year and let you know where I stand on them.