One New Year Later

The stores closed early. It snowed last year. There’s not much else to it. A New Year. Resolutions. Like running in a field. We run slowly. It snows in the field. The stores open back up. The snow melts for now. I used to like January. I forgot how to like January. It had been a year since. The stores closed early. I thought I would never go back. Never go back. I totaled my car. And never went back. Resolutions. They hurt more every year. Resolutions slip away. Like my car on that icy road. No one was hurt. It’s been a year. One New Year later.