2024 I’m swearing off attention. I don’t even want it. No, I don’t. I’m done with it. So please. Don’t text me. Don’t call me on the phone and leave me a long winded voicemail telling me you miss me and you want to go on a long walk together and spend the year twiddling each others thumbs and playing with each other's hair. Don’t! Because I’m done with attention, and I definitely know what I want. But… is your New Year's Resolution to be obsessed with me? Because I would really really hate that… I really really want you to hurt my feelings. I mean don’t. Because I’m done with attention! This is the year of doing what is best for me. I mean it!