What to choose, what to choose...

I've been thinking long and hard about what my little word for this year will be. There were a few possibilities that I tried out but nothing really felt right. I realised I would just have to choose one. 

And then it hit me. Choose. That's exactly what I need this year. To live a bit more deliberately. To spend my time more intentionally. To stop reacting automatically, without thinking. 

I realised I had already picked this word more than a year ago when I got my tattoo. The word I had designed for my left wrist? Choose. So I have.