The year of the rat

I was born in the year of the rat. The last time it was the year of the rat, something good happened to me. In some ways, I’ve been waiting ever since for something good to happen again. I decided to document my “year of the rat resolutions” this year – start a blog, do yoga, keep a daily journal, buy one item of clothing each week (when I can afford to), write four songs, write four stories.