For the second in our introspective life series, Vodka Talks, Primrose and I thought it would be particularly relevant to touch upon the timely topic that many Americans are dealing with right now: New Year’s Resolutions.
We met up with a few key Des Geulasse founders and supporters to discuss what resolutions mean to us both (literally and meta-physically) and what we’re planning to do with them over the coming years.
As always, each participant was required to do seventeen shots of tequila (though our Canadian intern is turning 14 next month so we made her do an extra one for good luck!) before submitting their answer.
Honestly, to me resolutions means something greater than something small. Though the years pass by and I experience the minutiae of every ebb and flow of life’s tide, I consistently sense that there is a deeper meaning to it all: a deeper sense of love and passion that one can seek around the edges of resolutions and revolutions. I want to grasp onto the stream and hold tight for the ride, but the harder I squeeze my hand the more lost I feel. Some days it seems impossible to accomplish the impossible. I plan to let go this year. Let go of everything. Except A. And a few other things.
I think this year my resolutions were kind of the same as last year. In fact they are the exact same! Last year I said I would stop eating paint chips and drawing pictures of myself wearing a tiara… C will vouch that I couldn’t manage to give up either of those thins!! But this year I have a plan- if I draw pictures of myself eating paint chips it might just help my hunger 🙂
I don’t make resolutions. If I want to change something I’ll change it. I might give up smoking and drinking and cocaine. I don’t have a problem, I can do it if I want. I just don’t want to yet.
I like to stand in dark corners and watch people when they are at their most susceptible state. They can’t see me, it’s impossible to see a shadow of the night.
This year I really want to go back to school again. Phyllis and Primrose keep telling me it’s not necessary, but whenever I see kids on a campus with books I get really jealous. I sort of wish that were me…