The New Year

I think it's a little overrated - the mark of the new year - and I know I'm only helping it along.
But what the heck! I guess we people just need a reason to party our asses off. And yeah sure, what better way than to let go of your sad past and start afresh than a whole new year. Sure, we can do it in the middle of the year as well if we really want to.
I mean come on, you don't really need a January 1st to really be happy in life.
But it's like the start off the week you know. I don't know how to explain, but it's just a lot easier to begin afresh, or anything new at the start of something.
For example, I can never begin writing a story at 1.30, or 2.30 or any of the 30s. It has to be dot 2 o clock or 1 o clock or whatever.
Anyway...
There's just one little thing I have resolved to do from tomorrow. If I stick by that I got a real good feeling half my problems will be sorted out.
Aaah... who am I kidding.... ALL my problems will be sorted out in fact.
Just one resolution - No more alcohol.
My quota's over. Once I give it up, I'll finally find other things that interest me, and you know, I'll remember what happened every night, and I won't really forget the sex I had after six months, and so many other things, like I'll probably meet the right sort of people I need in my life. I dunno, but yeah, I'm pretty much done with alchy.
But tonight I think I'm gonna really test my body and mind with what I'm about to give up with the next rise of the Sun.
Na-aa shouldn't be too tough.
This is to new beginnings, over and over again.