For last year's words belong to last year's language. And next year's words await another voice. And to make an end is to make a beginning.

It’s that time of the year when everyone makes promises to themselves for the year to come. Whether we all keep those promises is another story.

Since I was little, I’ve always tried to write down resolutions or keep track of my year somehow. For a few years I wrote down my resolutions and hid them in a book. There were a couple of years when I wrote down all of my big moments or accomplishments on little slips of paper and put them in a jar on my desk.

This year I’ve decided to finally start a blog.