Like everyone, I always make grandiose resolutions on the first moonrise of the new orbit. But this orbit, I vow to actually follow through:
- Try not to be so quick to acid-digest others. Really think about it first.
- Aim high—I think I can pop out 4,000 broodsack pustules this orbit. (No shade to those who can’t pop out broodsack pustules, or who choose not to.)
- Get more physical activity—it’s all too easy to gain excess chitin around the thorax as we age.
- Take some me-time: get a telepathic metabeetle-massage, meet someone new and commit to fully absorbing them—stuff like that.