Happy (?) New Year + my resolution

The New Year. Can't be as bad as the last, can it? I guess it could -- it could be worse, I suppose. I hope not, but I don't hold out hope that it won't be. Does that make any sense?? It does to me. . .
I have, almost since I started writing this, been hoping that I'd be able to turn this thing around and transition into writing interesting thoughts -- something that might actually be readable by someone other than myself. . . and I was especially hopeful that I might be able to start the new year off with something good to say.
However, I continue to find myself in definite need of "the blog as therapy" -- I am more frustrated than ever with my situation -- I feel more trapped and more hopeless and just more of all things awful. I joined Facebook, for the second time, this fall, and I think I decided to make a go of it this time mainly because I am desperate for some human interaction -- I feel so isolated, it is great to be able to just sit here at the computer and correspond with many different people on many different levels. . . The thing is, I would love to write smart little quips about this and that, things that make people think or laugh or gasp. . . things that usually come naturally to me on a regular basis. But of late, nothing; not a thing comes to mind (that I can write in a (semi) public place) or I should say, that I want to write. I can only think of doom and gloom comments that really are best kept to myself. So I am relegated to banal comments that you could expect to hear from your great aunt Polly. . . I get to reach out and communicate with people, only now I am finding I have nothing to say. . . I am regressing in mind, body and soul, and I don't even know if regressing is the right word -- I am not going backwards to a place I've been before, I am going sideways to a place I've never been and never would want to go -- a place that is not about me, at least the me I've always thought I was. . .
But now I am not only regressing, I am digressing. Back to the New Year. I did make one New Year's resolution -- to get off of this island more! (truth be told, it should be to get off of this island all together!) As Cam says, I don't have cabin-fever, I have Island-fever! Brian, Mackenzie & I were sitting around talking about resolutions on New years day, and Mackenzie said she wanted to eat better -- less junk food, and I said I wanted to get off the island more and then I asked Brian what his was. He said he "wanted to make things easier on himself in the future" (!!!!) I could not prevent myself from exploding in incredulous laughter! I mean, if that does not epitomize his approach to life, I don't know what does. . . I see no need to resolve to do that in the new year -- those are words that Brian lives by every day of his life! That was the end of the New Years Resolution conversation, I can tell you that!