Realization of the new years dreams

OK!

So 31st December gongs in and you gibberishly make resolutions for a new year. What next?
A friend of mine decided to sell his car and use, pooh.., public transportation, in order to cut down on costs, gitty up and buy a piece of land, build a house...., Another friend decided he was ready to meet a soulmate and love them intensely, and that is what he did, until the soul-mate moved!
Another friend said he wanted to make wads and wads of cash.

So there, we start the year, resolute, collected, inspired.

January comes in, the unpredictable tropical weather, rain pellets down and huge gusts of wind blow straight into your eyes, after a few rounds in the smelly taxi park teeming with funky smelling touts screaming a cacophony of destinations you didnt know existed in the greater kampala and her neighbors, you implore inwardly "did i really make the right decision to sell my car?" Had you known that doe-eyed little kid skipping happily in the taxi park could gut your bag and steal your phone in 2 seconds, you would not have gone near the park in the first place.

You meet someone new, young, incredibly cute! After two weeks of non-stop humping, you decide you are ready to take the next step, propose matching napkins perhaps? Or a mini-move in? But you know what they say about kampala and her mediocrity, you decide that soul-mate is not 'it' afterall, they probably wanted to rob you blind or hump you and then blackmail you in no particular order, so you ask yourself, am i moving too fast? Have my resolutions become the blinding headlights infront of me, am i pummeling my resolve a tad hard? Am i spinning? Am i flailing?

Then you remember that sweet-natured, unjustifiably smug friend who droned in your ear not so long ago "Love will find you, don't push it" and you realise that he probably went through what you are going through and then some, explains his smugness, that the poor lad didn't have a choice!

By mid February, you can NOT reiterate your resolutions to those you had incessantly crowed them to a month ago, when they ask you "Oh, by the way, how is the cost cutting thing going for you?" or "Oh! are you still in love with that young'un?", your constipated smile is properly justified.