New Years Revolution

It occurs to me my life is a revolving staircase. Up I travel and down I fall. I achieve and something backfires. I progress and a brick drops upon my head. This year will by like no other year, for this is not the year of the ox. This is my year. I am planting my flag and claiming my territory. I am declaring war on the staircase and on escalators and elevators everywhere. Time for change and time for chance to step aside. I will be published this year. This is not a goal, but a declaration. I am creating my own manifest destiny and woe be to anyone who stands in my way.