Every breath, renewal.

So much to do; so little done. - Cecil Rhodes, Last Words

I'm always amazed when another year has so speedily passed me by, wishing I'd done so much more of some things and a lot less of others. Still, this is the time when resolutions are made, and hope revives that, yes, this may be the year that changes everything. Will I fall victim to the vices that prevented my accomplishing the previous year's goals? Only time can tell.

While some make out huge to-do lists of things that will change during the coming year and found themselves overwhelmed with the actions required for the habits meant to be created, I, on the other hand, find myself either bored by a single resolution or have chosen the one thing that I was really incapable of doing (or unwilling to do the things that would fulfill said resolution).

So what of this year?

I've decided to take each day as it comes with its own set of goals, and finally free myself from the burdens that have plagued me in past resolutions. New Year's Day is marking a renewal, yes. As does every morning. As does every minute. As does every breath.

Where did the time go?

Oh! Do not attack me with your watch. A watch is always too fast or too slow. I cannot be dictated by a watch. - Jane Austen, Mansfield Park

Since becoming an adult, I've noticed time moves a lot faster than I want it too. Everything is racing, moving at the speed of light. Even technology insists on improving so quickly that by the time I've gotten a new device, some advancement has led to an upgrade - it's already been replaced.

The summer is half over, and I feel like I've missed so much of it. I can't keep up.

And at the same time, I'm glad of the times when it's perfectly okay to be leisurely, to take a stroll and enjoy myself and my own personal speed.

How I wish to have the time perception of a child. When I was a child, everything went too slow, and now that I'm grown, it's far too fast. It seems that the speed you can appreciate never happens when you want it to happen.