Spring Resolutions

I love making resolutions in the spring-- they're so easy. It was this time last year when I vowed to become less of a miserable, venomous cowy bitch, and the new me caught on so well. But now I realize that I just had spring on my side, because I've well lapsed back into cowiness as this winter has progressed. So it had nothing much to do with will after all, though at least I have a forthcoming pleasant disposition to count on. Because my disposition has been quite unpleasant of late, due in part to a small run of disappointments. So small, of course-- the kind I'm almost grateful for because I'm otherwise so lucky, and therefore can add to my "not likely to be hit by a bus" karma account. But only almost grateful-- lately we've been doing melodramatic despair like a dance craze. Enough of that though. My resolution-- stop seeking happiness in the postbox. And with spring around the corner, this one is sure to be a success.