Oh, I get it now. RESOLVE. As in RE-SOLVE. An attempt to devise clever new solutions for our problems and shortcomings. For the tiny quirks that make us (or so I've heard)—on occasion—something less than charming.
And yet.
And yet I don't want to formalize anything. The pressure is too great; failure is inevitable. Let's just say that I'm suddenly drinking lots of water and that I'm working on new stories. This, too, should be noted: close to midnight on New Year's Day, while the rest of my household slumbered, I broke in my New York City Ballet Workout 2 DVD.
And I'm still sore.
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