I must admit that when I thought of posting these rants, I was under the impression that coming up with things to write about would be pretty easy. I mean, I have a lot of opinions, some that I even agree with. And I thought that meshing them out over the Internet would be a piece of cake. At some point in the last day, I have to come to realize I don't really do a lot of thinking, other than train stuff and witty one-liners to make in my chat room. But other than that....*

So I was lying in bed thinking about what my next rant would be. Honestly, I am so tired of the whole impeachment debacle that I don't even want to think about it for now. Not until the Senate hearings at least. So I thought about the time of year it is. Not the Christmas season because, frankly, I could do without it. I was thinking about New Years. Thinking about what I was going to do on New Years Eve and who I was going to do it with. And hoping it would be her.

And then I thought about New Years Resolutions. See, I have never, until this year, made any. I thought it was a pointless practice, to make resolutions of things you wanted to do or things you wanted to stop doing knowing good and well that by March--if not sooner--you would have realized that you were either not going to do those things anytime soon or had already done them. (Hmm. Long, confusing sentence there. Sorry. It's late as I write this. Just go with it. You know what I mean.)

But I made them for 1998. Kinda. Only I didn't call them resolutions. To resolve to do something indicates an unhappiness with how one is. I called them Goals For The New Year. And I was thinking about them early last week. How many of them have I accomplished? Frankly, not very many of them. But I am working on them. The goals I set for myself were not ones that will be easy to attain. So the Goals For The New Year I set for 1998 will be the Goals For The New Year I set next week.

1999 is going to be a good year for me. Something has changed within me in the last few weeks, something I can't really put a finger on. But I know it's there. Or should I say she? My life is now. Yours can be too. Can you feel it?

Happy New Year. Because it can be.
 
 

Joseph C. Hinson
 
 

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* Well, there is someone I think about too, but that's another story.....