Most people I know usually take advantage of January and clean up. Much as I naturally possess a rebellious personality with a propensity to go beyond avoiding bandwagons (I’d most likely burn it to the ground), I decided, after looking at how I’ve partied and drank myself to near oblivion during the latter half of 2018 (for an introvert, going out to an event more than once every two weeks was just too much), to have myself a clean January.

After I Konmari-ed our house (I’m still in the middle of it), in an effort to find even more clarity (and the blasted pair of shoes I’ve been itching to wear), I also chose to declutter my liver by avoiding alcohol for a while.