As I nail my second plate of pierogi (traditional polish dumplings, come stuffed with meat, cheese or fruit, amazing stuff), on the 41st floor of Warsaw’s Intercontinental Hotel*, I ponder. The end of the year is upon us, but somehow it doesn’t feel like a new beginning. It doesn’t feel as though there should be some major changes happening from the first of January. I have given up on the miracle lifestyle changes and diet shifts. My occasional presence at a yoga class is always heavily facebooked, so that I actually believe I am exercising. This will have to suffice. Life is actually pretty ok.