It's a few days into the new year, but life is already starting to taste stale. Stale as the lone gallon of milk still sitting in your fridge, and stale as the air in your living room from the aftermath of your New Year's Eve party.
Even your New Year's resolutions are sounding stale. They seemed nothing but brilliant when you first pounded them out on your laptop. Now you wish you could eat the words because you're feeling embarrassed, naïve and outed. Everyone knows about them, and everyone will know when you fail.
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